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ghostie (𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔱) 🦋👻🍂@ssadghostt.bsky.social · 12h ago

missed connection #reylofic

Another day, another unmotivated search for a dinner recipe she may or may not actually make.

Rey sighed at her laptop screen. Everything sounded so unappealing lately. It wasn’t due to a lack of appetite on her part—the girl loved to eat and to eat well. It was just her poor mood, mostly.

It started last week when she left work only to find that someone had backed into her car, leaving a sizable dent in her bumper before taking off.

After she went to report a hit and run, she went to everyone’s favourite place to be on a Monday evening: the grocery store. It was there that she’d met the most impossibly gorgeous man she’d ever seen and he’d willingly talked to her. Granted, they’d talked about the best vegetables to add to a stir fry, but it was still the most electrifying conversation she’d had in months.

And then they’d parted without her having gotten his name or his number, and she had been stewing in the misery of that decision ever since.

He could’ve been her soulmate. Seriously. She felt it when they’d locked eyes—a strange little jolt at the back of her mind that caused her heart to skip. She’d never felt it before. Logic said it was significant.

But, alas. Despite going back to that grocery store a little more frequently, she hadn’t seen him since. So, there she sat, alone, scrolling through paragraph after paragraph of a stranger’s life story just to find out how they cooked salmon with dill sauce.

She came across a recipe for honey garlic stir fry posted a few days ago and laughed sadly to herself before clicking on it. Like every other recipe page, the author had written a novel beforehand and, worse than that, there was no “jump to recipe” button. Her eyes skimmed the lengthy text and caught a few words as she rapidly scrolled.

Grocery store. Missed connection. Baby corn.

She paused. Stared. Scrolled back up. Read:

“I guess I’m sharing this one for a reason. It’s kind of a strange reason, even for me, but here goes.

“I was at the grocery store last Monday, around 6:30. I needed some things for some appetizers I was going to make that Friday. I ran into this beautiful woman in the produce section—I’m talking the definition of perfection. She had eyes that actually sparkled. Apparently that’s not just something you read about in novels. I felt like a creep because I couldn’t stop staring at her. Her smile made me smile, which is a weird thing for me to say. But it’s true.

“I guess you could say it was a missed connection, though, because I was a massive dumbass and I didn’t even get her name. The problem is, I haven’t stopped thinking about her since. I’ve even gone back to the store every day this week but I haven’t seen her. The employees are starting to look at me weird.

“Anyway, if by some miracle she’s reading this…hi. We talked about the best additions to stir fry. We bantered about broccoli; I said my top pick was baby corn, to which you responded with ‘obviously.’

“Here’s my favourite way to cook it, if you want to give it a try. Or, if you want me to cook it for you sometime…my name’s Ben. You can contact me through this website. Tell me what your second pick was, so I know it’s you.”

Holy shit, this monologue is about me?!
Yes, yes it was. She stared in shock at her screen for far longer than necessary, then she started typing.

“Hi, Ben. My name’s Rey. This recipe looks great—I think some shiitake mushrooms could really take it up a notch, though. What do you think?”

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 24h ago

⭐ prompt 611 — RECIPE

grace @echofarandfaint.bsky.social · 13h ago

1. “It’s a recipe for success,” Rose promised Rey, when she first suggested the plan. “Use my resume. I’ll pretend to be your reference. Everyone lies to get a job.” Rey, struggling through grad school, had little choice.

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 24h ago

⭐ prompt 611 — RECIPE

Random Books of Known Origin, Ph.D @randombks.bsky.social · 14h ago

#Reylo For a future queen, she argues like a half-mad feral cub. “That was our SECOND date—“ Luckily (unluckily?) for her—and (luckily?) unluckily for others—her consort’s equally relentless. “That was our FIRST date, Rey—a drunken hookup in a cloakroom of the Imperial Opera House doesn’t count.”

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 3w ago

⭐ prompt 593 — QUEEN

Random Books of Known Origin, Ph.D @randombks.bsky.social · 15h ago

#Reylo This date’s a recipe for disaster, everyone at this bar agrees. Ben Solo is tall, rich, hot, and a prick, too smart for his own good and eager to let everyone know it. Rey—‘Just Rey’—is equally smart, equally hot, and as prickly as a pear. They talk so long, the staff have to kick them out.

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 24h ago

⭐ prompt 611 — RECIPE

reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 24h ago

⭐ prompt 611 — RECIPE

kate @janejanajuno.bsky.social · yesterday

card shark 4 card shark #dyadprompts #reylofic #reylo

a cropped still from the movie "the driver" with isabelle adjani

black & white image of a poker table and a woman from the nose down to the elbow. she is wearing a button up shirt under a dark sweater and holds a poker hand in her hands.

The back rooms of the nondescript pub off 7th Avenue are smoky, the kind of smoky that comes with years of illicit gambling and players that abide by a very limited set of rules. Baked into the felt under Ben’s fingertips and the ancient wainscoting lining the walls, and smokier than the bar he usually frequents twenty or so blocks downtown. This pub comes stocked with a distinctly shaggier clientele—the uncle sitting at his right elbow firmly included among that motley crew.

All in all, not the kind of environment that’s suited for someone who’d thrown out a half-empty carton of Marlboro Reds on Tuesday, his promise to Leia they’d be his last still lingering in the air.

They killed Han, Ben. Don’t let them kill you, too.

Well. He’s trying, isn’t he? Even if the lack of nicotine has his hands jittering and his brain half-empty at a table filled with sharks as bloodthirsty as Ben has ever seen: his uncle Lando and Orson Krennic and that fucking weasel Hux ready to pounce at any sign of a slip-up.

Maybe it’s the girl who has his hands shaking. The one who looks like a cinnamon roll. Who called herself nobody when pressed for introductions at the start of the game. Five foot something and all of it freckles and dimples and twinkle.

Ben is allergic to twinkle. Always has been.

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 2d ago

⭐ prompt 610 — FOLD

grace @echofarandfaint.bsky.social · 2d ago

Ten PM on Friday & everyone’s a little tipsy. Rose tells a joke that Rey, once again, doesn’t get. Rey stares at the table of laughing faces & thinks how sad it is: how quickly the old feeling comes that she doesn’t belong. That’s she’s not truly in the fold. Ben, smiling thinly, watches her.

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 2d ago

⭐ prompt 610 — FOLD

Random Books of Known Origin, Ph.D @randombks.bsky.social · 2d ago

#Reylo #ReyloFic In her defence, Alpha left her alone too long. Nevertheless, he's in no mood to accept her excuses. - 'Rules made to be broken' (E) Omegaverse, Bratty Omega Rey/Domineering Alpha Ben Solo Drabble, 1.2K archiveofourown.org/works/295434...

A black-and-white photo of a dark-haired woman in lingerie, kneeling on a bed, trying to get the attention of a man in a white shirt, the sleeves rolled up to display his muscled forearms, black pants and suspenders who's currently on the phone, an old-fashioned black telephone receiver to his ear. He's facing away from her but has one hand reassuringly at her wrist where she has it on his bicep.

Chrissi 🍉@shesaidsarcasticly.bsky.social · 2d ago

#reylo #reylofic #reyloprompts

Photograph of a deck of red playing cards falling through the air against a black ground

"Are you sure you don't want to come? Your father is going
is going to make those ribs you love, the spicy ones with the Korean chili rub -"
"For the sixth time, Leia, no," he interrupts, keeping his tone cold and clipped, because if his shark of a mother senses even the slightest weakness she'll go in for the kill.
She sighs on the end of the line. "You wouldn't have to
interact with Luke, he knows you're not ready to speak with him."
His jaw clenches, as it does whenever he so much as thinks about his uncle. "Goodbye, mom, I'lI talk to you next week."
There's a brief flash of guilt for being so abrupt, but he knows that this newly forged truce between them is simply
to brittle to throw the hand grenade that is Luke Skywalker
into the middle of it.
Ben thinks he's dodged the bullet when he goes two entire
days without any needling text voicemails or pictures of rib
roasts past.
He should have known The General was not defeated-just
regrouping.

His view of his book is blocked as Rey perches her peachy ass on his lap.
"Hey, she whispers, winding her arms around his neck, delicate fingers threading into the curls brushing the back
of his neck.
Little menace-she knows that never fails to make him melt.
"Hello, baby.
"Sooo... your mom mentioned she's throwing a party at the house this weekend. I was thinking, maybe we could go?"
He looks down into her breathtakingly beautiful face, spring
green eyes lit with hope.
And he folds as fast as house of cards in a hurricane.
"Of course, sweetheart, I'll let Leia know we're coming."

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 2d ago

⭐ prompt 610 — FOLD

Random Books of Known Origin, Ph.D @randombks.bsky.social · 2d ago

#Reylo With the wind chill, the temperature dips below zero; still, Rey leaves him waiting on her porch. Fair. When she finally opens the door, she steps out in slippers and a coat too thin rather than inviting him in. (He resists trying to fold his own around her; he's not that right anymore.) +

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 2d ago

⭐ prompt 610 — FOLD

reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 2d ago

⭐ prompt 610 — FOLD

Audrina Andrews @audrina-andrews.bsky.social · 2d ago

"She saved us through you," Ben corrected, then rose to capture Rey's lips in his. He tasted of blood, dust and earth. He tasted of relief, freedom and hope. - Lead Us Not into Temptation Chapter 23: At the Hour of Our Death archiveofourown.org/works/494984... #reylofic

Lead Us Not Into Temptation - Chapter 23 - Dark Audrina (Audrina) - Star Wars Sequel Trilogy [Archive of Our Own]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

archiveofourown.org

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 2w ago

⭐ prompt 598 — HOPE

grace @echofarandfaint.bsky.social · 3d ago

1. Rey was the picket line captain the day the boss himself tried to cross. She'd been up since 4 am, getting coffee for the strikers & going down the call sheet, phoning each worker individually to make sure they'd come. It was icy & last year's winter coat was no good. But the line was strong.

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 3d ago

⭐ prompt 609 — CAPTAIN

ghostie (𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔱) 🦋👻🍂@ssadghostt.bsky.social · 3d ago

a first for both of them tbh #reylofic

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 4d ago

⭐ prompt 608 — FANG

Random Books of Known Origin, Ph.D @randombks.bsky.social · 3d ago

#Reylo The first step’s a small one—they meet for coffee in a neutral spot, stay barely an hour—but a hopeful one. Watching her son leave the cafe at the side of a tall, fierce girl—all the time they’d been talking, he’d never let go of her hand—Leia rests her head on her husband’s shoulder, sighs.

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 2w ago

⭐ prompt 598 — HOPE

Random Books of Known Origin, Ph.D @randombks.bsky.social · 3d ago

#Reylo Leia’s worked in the same office for the last thirty years; its location is hardly a secret. On a random Tuesday morning, she spies someone lingering at her door. Even as Senate guards move to intercept the young woman, she speaks; Leia stops dead in her tracks. “Ben doesn’t know I’m here.”

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 2w ago

⭐ prompt 599 — OFFICE

reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 3d ago

⭐ prompt 609 — CAPTAIN

Random Books of Known Origin, Ph.D @randombks.bsky.social · 4d ago

#Reylo Tiny, weighing less than two kilograms, the beauty of this feral creature is matched only by the ferocity of its attack—once its fangs latch on, there’s no release. Mere words can’t thus describe, then, Rey’s sentiments seeing the wild cat curled into Kylo Ren’s lap. The deadly beast purrs.

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 4d ago

⭐ prompt 608 — FANG

grace @echofarandfaint.bsky.social · 4d ago

#reylo 1. The man who was no longer Kylo Ren sat cross-legged on a camp bed in a makeshift cell that was too small for him to stand up in. In another life he might have been meditating. In this one he was waiting. Rey still had not come.

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 4d ago

⭐ prompt 608 — FANG

reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 4d ago

⭐ prompt 608 — FANG

grace @echofarandfaint.bsky.social · 5d ago

cw: drugs Ecstasy, Poe said, was supposed to be fun and not serious, and Ben was making it weird by Googling exactly how much water they should be drinking. "Let go, dude. Just try to relax for once."

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 5d ago

⭐ prompt 607 — ECSTASY

Random Books of Known Origin, Ph.D @randombks.bsky.social · 5d ago

#Reylo Plutt has ruffled through her stuff since she was first sent home with him, so she and Ben devise ways to communicate. Plans etched in dirt. Email drafts. Maps tucked into the folded album sleeve of a secondhand copy of a favourite ‘Fumbling Towards Ecstasy’ CD. “Tonight. 2 a.m. Our place.”

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 5d ago

⭐ prompt 607 — ECSTASY

reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 5d ago

⭐ prompt 607 — ECSTASY

🎃Spooky Bree🦋@ishipstarwars.bsky.social · 5d ago

Part 4 of my Rich Ben/Thief Rey soulmate shenanigans! This is all for now until I can expand it on AO3 💖 #Reylofic

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 6d ago

⭐ prompt 606 — RELIEF

ghostie (𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔱) 🦋👻🍂@ssadghostt.bsky.social · 5d ago

and he thought about that moment forever #reylofic

The urge is like an itch she can’t scratch, prickling until she can’t think of anything other than fixing the issue.

So, when she gets home from a night lecture to the apartment she shares with Kaydel, she does what she always does when she has nowhere else to be: she scratches that damn itch.

Relief washes over her the instant her bra falls away and she pulls it unceremoniously from beneath her sweater.

“Ugh,” she groans.

Seriously. That thing has been digging into her ribs all day. Yes, it makes her boobs look incredible, but it’s basically a torture device.

She walks down the short hallway into the tiny living room, carrying the padded monstrosity at her side. She doesn’t even think about it—until someone clears their throat. That’s when she freezes and stares in utter horror at Ben, Kaydel’s adopted brother. Ben, who Rey’s had a crush on since the age of thirteen.

He’s alone in the living room nursing a bottle of beer…and staring directly at her and the unmentionable in her hand.

“Ben,” Rey says. Her voice is a little too sharp.

He blinks. “Uh, hi. Um, Kay’s just…in the bathroom.”

“Okay. Cool.”

It’s at this moment she should run like hell for her room, but she just continues to stand there, half-melted to the floor, burning alive in the flames of her own mortification.

He clears his throat again and then—fucking hell—he gestures at her bra with his beer bottle. “Long day?”

She nods stiffly. Her face is far too hot for it to be healthy.

“Yep. No end in sight, either.”

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 6d ago

⭐ prompt 606 — RELIEF

Random Books of Known Origin, Ph.D @randombks.bsky.social · 6d ago

#Reylo “It’s okay, you’re okay.” She’s so cold, there’s blood pouring from her side; as he jostles her lifting her into the bacta tank, she hears a scream. She thinks it’s coming from her. “Gotcha baby, gotcha.” The coolness of bacta swirls around her; drifting in the dark, she feels only relief.

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 6d ago

⭐ prompt 606 — RELIEF

Chrissi 🍉@shesaidsarcasticly.bsky.social · 6d ago

#reylo #reylofic #reyloprompts

Photograph of Oscar Isaac, dressed in a black shirt and zip-up jacket. With his hand over his chin, he wears a mischievous smile

"I was wrong."
Ben doesn't look away from his screen. "I know."
Hooking his arms over the cubicle's half wall, Poe huffs, muttering something in Spanish under his breath.
"I was wrong," the shorter man enunciates slowly, "about Rey."
Just her name gets his heart rate up. "What about her?" he asks, glancing at his most irritating friend (and only, but that's beside the point) from the corner of his eye.
"She's not dating Beaumont. Rosie said they didn't go to the farmer's market together, it was just a coincidence they bumped into each other."
"Not sure why you're telling me this," Ben resumes typing. Not words, just random letters, but it's enough to give the appearance of actual work.
Poe shrugs, grin knowing, "Just thought that bit of info might be of interest to you."
"Well it's not. What Nima does is none my concern, so if you don't mind, I have a lot of emails to answer."
"Of course, of course, you don't sigh like a lovesick schoolboy every time she walks in the room," before Ben can object, Poe abruptly switches topics. "Wanna try that new falafel place for lunch?"
Best to let it go. "Yeah, man, sounds good."
He waits until the sound of Poe's footsteps has faded before collapsing back in chair, exhaling a deep sigh.
Oh thank God.

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 6d ago

⭐ prompt 606 — RELIEF

grace @echofarandfaint.bsky.social · 6d ago

It's a relief, Ben thinks, not to be the center of attention anymore. To watch Han and Leia sitting on the floor, cooing over the little dark-haired baby, utterly oblivious to his presence. He reaches out and draws Rey towards him, so they can watch together. His little family. At last.

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 6d ago

⭐ prompt 606 — RELIEF

reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 6d ago

⭐ prompt 606 — RELIEF

Random Books of Known Origin, Ph.D @randombks.bsky.social · 6d ago

#Reylo His hand’s full of clubs; still she beats it. “Royal Flush.” Hearts. “Stand.” He’s sweating, can feel it against the bare skin of his chest, arms, legs. It has been a particularly bad run, he’s got but one last thing to lose. Her smile is somewhere between devilish and smug. “Drop ‘em.”

reylo word prompts@dyadprompts.bsky.social · 7d ago

⭐ prompt 605 — CLUB