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ohmyfandoms31.bsky.social
From my flash fic I'm going to try and post this week if I can figure out the ending.

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November 10, 2025 at 2:48 AM
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aaveena.bsky.social
The boy is big and sweet but... #reylosss
November 10, 2025 at 12:43 AM
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peculiargalaxies.bsky.social
another preview of my smuggler!Ben fic for the TFA anniversary! I do so love to put this man in Situations™. #ReyloSSS
Ben loads a biography of Senator Ivor Drake onto his datapad and goes to make a cup of caf in the galley. It’s fine. It’s all fine. It’s not like he’s reached a state of frustration in which a mere glance at Rey’s hands firmly gripping his old lightsaber hilt is enough to make him fully hard in the middle of a kriffing training session and send half a dozen lewd fantasies tumbling through his mind before he can even attempt to refocus. Just … mostly hard. Only one or two fantasies. It’s fine. He’s just taking the first sip of his freshly brewed caf when the humming of the handy six-in-one kitchen appliance unit abruptly goes silent and Rey appears on the table in the dining nook—face flushed, eyes closed, and one hand shoved down her leggings. He chokes, splutters, and spills hot caf down the front of his tunic.
November 9, 2025 at 10:16 PM
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merissac.bsky.social
Cha- Cha- Changes *David Bowie voice*

Just a little preview for chapter 3 of Identity Crisis, posting Wednesday! #reylosss #reylofic #thehuntforbensolo

archiveofourown.org/works/734593...

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November 9, 2025 at 5:03 PM
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jenofthemidwest.bsky.social
A peek at the next chapter of breadcrumbs
November 9, 2025 at 4:05 PM
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ssadghostt.bsky.social
Bossy is one way to describe him 👀 can’t wait to start posting this fic soonnnn #reylosss #reylofic
November 9, 2025 at 3:06 PM
reylosss.bsky.social
Big stretch and good morning! Happy #ReyloSSS!
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November 9, 2025 at 1:24 PM
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thetenderest.bsky.social
a little bite of what's next in Lover, Lover, Lover <3

Chapter One here: archiveofourown.org/works/732485...
November 3, 2025 at 5:21 AM
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tillywizard.bsky.social
#reylosss

today’s Vision is turning out to be a fun one
Thud! Rey nearly toppled backwards, as the foot of her staff bounced uselessly off the pile of bones. She gritted her teeth, biting back groan of frustration, barely remembering just in time to preserve the silence of the ritual. A deep, mocking voice shivered through her. You'll have to try harder than that, sweetheart. The sanctity of silence didn't apply to the dead, apparently. She slammed her staff down again, tried to stifle the revulsion that crawled up her spine. From the corner of her eye, she saw a flicker of green. Luke? What was he doing here? Don't interfere, she warned him. If 1 mess this up, they still might kill me. If you'd killed this bastard in the first place, maybe none of this would've happened in the first place! • • • She closed her eyes. Breathed in deep and filled her lungs with the reek of bone-dust and decay. Reached out and wove her own life-force into the web of shadow-no, the Rune, of course, she could see the shape of it now-til she felt her heart beat in time with the rhythm of the splintering blows of blade and club and axe around her, in time with the wingbeats of the hungry spirits that
November 3, 2025 at 2:46 AM
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tillywizard.bsky.social
#reylosss
She closed her eyes. Breathed in deep and filled her lungs with the reek of bone-dust and decay. Reached out and wove her own life-force into the web of shadow-no, the Rune, of course, she could see the shape of it now-til she felt her heart beat in time with the rhythm of the splintering blows of blade and club and axe around her, in time with the wingbeats of the hungry spirits that circled above. She reached down, down into the icy black pit, reached through the deepest core of herself, and beyond, into the darkness that was inside Ben Solo, that was Kylo Ren, gripped the churning roiling mass of thought and memory and emotion she felt there, and pulled.
November 3, 2025 at 2:46 AM
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jenofthemidwest.bsky.social
Clydephee wrestling based off that manip by @kyloremus.bsky.social

What if Phee's a porn star, doing those wrestling videos where the loser gets fucked? What if Clyde's the one that's supposed to train her.

Cw// for some CNC elements
You’re a good actress, I’ll give you that, but if you really wanted to get away you would,” he rumbles as he slots his cock between her thighs. The head pushes between her shorts and her bare skin, no doubt slicking in her arousal and rubbing over her clit. Clyde grunts, pulls back just enough before lining up and sinking home. Phee hisses at the first stretch but his cock is as thick and heavy as the rest of him and it feels good. “Fuck.” “Not very lady like,” Clyde chides as he grinds against her. He rips at her pants some more exposing the bare skin of her ass. He fists the fabric, using it for leverage as he begins to rock his hips. “Now, like I told you. Don’t act like you like it. Get mad,” he tells her. “You come on this cock I’m not gonna let you stop coming, you here me?”
November 2, 2025 at 10:29 PM
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arcnlumi.bsky.social
I wasn’t able to finish this chapter of A Tribute for A Dragon fast enough for the #reyloween Small Town Witch prompt, but chapter 3 of my dragon story is out in time for reylosss

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November 2, 2025 at 10:12 PM
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geebeeoq.bsky.social
Aisle Twelve Ben and Rey begin the adventure of "how to date while Ben is parenting a teenager, meanwhile his girlfriend is also his daughter's friend"

Hopefully I'll have this one up soon!
November 2, 2025 at 6:02 PM
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hissterically.bsky.social
The morning after gets interrupted 🤭
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November 2, 2025 at 5:52 PM
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rainydaychai.bsky.social
sneaking in a preview of the aftermath before you find out how they got there tomorrow 🗡️👀

chapters 1-21 of moral ascendancy here!

#reyloSSS #reylofic
Kylo Ben's naked chest from the TLJ force bond scene, in black and white. that's it. “Does it hurt?” he asks. “Not really.” “Good.” Kylo steps away, putting a safe distance between them again. He clears his throat. “Visit the medbay when we return to the Steadfast and follow their directions. Don’t strain yourself until it’s healed.” Disbelief lifts her brows. “Great advice. I know of others who could use it.” She swears she hears him stifle that dry, throaty sound as he turns, back to her, and begins to undress. His dusty tunic, belt, and undershirt are draped over the end of the interrogation device, his saber’s hilt clinking on the metal. He clearly expects her to go. But Rey is rooted in place by his desert-wide shoulders, speckled with their secret pattern of beauty marks and scarring—and the fresh bruising that blooms an angry purple above his abdominal bandages.
November 2, 2025 at 5:26 PM
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aviendha69.bsky.social
Kylo as Rey's prisoner. #ReyloSSS
Rey’s eyes, later, stealing the Dark from him, stealing his breath away. Such beauty! Such Power! She’d smote him then. Totally unprepared for her attack: fierce, threatening his life, but more than that: igniting his soul. Like a candle in the dark. More than a candle. And here she was, washing his armpits, when he should be worshipping at her knees. His heart beat wildly and she stopped and frowned. “Stop that,” she told him. “What?” Could she hear him? Was the bond still active? He knew it was, he could feel the root where it started in his chest, but it was still pinched off by the cuffs. Like an artery. “Whatever you’re doing. Stop it.” He was about to retort, but held silent. Whatever he was ‘doing’, it was getting to her. She got up to wash his hands, and the soapy water made his scrapes sting and burn… but was no distraction from staring at her crotch, inches away from his face. Tight leggings, revealing the lines of her basics. Her damn scarf swung in front of her mons, hiding its shape from him. He wondered what it would taste like. “Stop it.” What? Oh. Oh.
November 2, 2025 at 4:05 PM
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aviendha69.bsky.social
oh I can #ReyloSSS this:
He moved his hand over to her other breast, squeezed it; she moaned into his mouth, breathed his breath. Her own hand caressed his naked pecs. Weeks of teasing, they’d barely touched each other. He felt her over her jumpsuit, reaching down her flank to her crotch. rubbing there, hard, insistent. Arousing. Making a mess in her basics. A flash of heat and she undid the collar clasp, grasped his hand and put it on her throat, her heart pulsing against his thumb for a moment before he realized he was to tear the fastening open, to free her from the flight-suit. It opened with a loud crackle, and he slipped his hand in to grasp her breast. The feel of her skin felt as real as if they were actually together; the Force enabled their forbidden contact, having decided they were something akin to the Prime Jedi. One Being. Dark and Light, Death and Life, Man and Woman.
November 2, 2025 at 4:00 PM
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ssadghostt.bsky.social
I just need to do one more round of editing and then possibly find a beta reader for the first few chapters, but then this precious text(ish)fic of mine is ready to be posted! 🖤🖤 #reylosss
November 2, 2025 at 4:15 PM
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ishipstarwars.bsky.social
A little something from the next chapter of #SuperpositionFic. I promise, I haven't forgotten about Witch Rey and her pet husband!

Superposition: archiveofourown.org/works/56275387/

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November 2, 2025 at 4:16 PM
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peculiargalaxies.bsky.social
when @peppersweet.bsky.social and @rainydaychai.bsky.social BOTH request semi-public sex in “the world we made,” I aim to fucking deliver. no pun intended…. #ReyloSSS
"You're so tight," he hisses. "Are you getting off on knowing that someone could walk in at any moment?" "No," she half-lies. "But-oh—I think you are." "No one else gets to see you like this. You're mine. He punctuates his words with a particularly hard thrust that makes her quake around him. "But you want them to know it, don't you? Want them to know that I let you fuck me up against the wall in the middle of the day—" Kylo groans. She can't see his face, but she can guess that he's holding on by a thread. He shoves a foot between hers and kicks her legs further apart. "Be good and come for me," he orders— or begs. "Quietly."
November 2, 2025 at 4:24 PM
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inayaluic.bsky.social
It's sort of a spoiler, but, uh, seeing you tonight Ben and Rey get a little distracted celebrating after the game

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“I heard that you like hockey players’ thighs,” Ben teased, the crooked smile he flashed her going straight to her belly. It left her dizzy and breathless and it was probably a good thing she was currently leaning back against the wall with how weak her knees felt just then. “Oh god,” Rey said, her face flaming as she remembered all the comments she’d made over the years about certain hockey players and their glorious thighs – including the ones that were currently pressed against her. “Be a shame if you didn’t get to admire them up close.” “Well, Ushar is looking pretty good. Maybe I should go ask for a peak at his,” Rey said, laughing as she pushed off the wall, feigning that she was about to go find his teammate. “Fuck, you’re incorrigible,” Ben said with a growl, playfully caging her in place. It only made Rey laugh harder as she tugged on Ben’s hair, pulling him in for another kiss.
November 2, 2025 at 2:48 PM
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thedinkumreylo.bsky.social
Choo Choo, in rolls the pain train #Reylosss 🚂
November 2, 2025 at 3:50 AM
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echofarandfaint.bsky.social
I have long threatened to write this (but it'a felt too close to home) but here we are...

// in which Rey has to go to the magical equivalent of Alcoholics Anonymous, "Magic Anonymous" for misusers of magic. Her progress is slow and steady...until one day a guy called Ben shows up //

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November 2, 2025 at 1:33 PM
reylosss.bsky.social
Let’s put those fingers to work, friends!! Show me your #ReyloSSS 😍
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November 2, 2025 at 1:04 PM
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infinitegalaxies.bsky.social
Cooking up a tasty one-shot treat for
@adamdriversputa.bsky.social
for #TheHuntForBenSolo. Thank you for donating to PCRF!!!

#reylosss #sleepercellfic #reylo #reylofic
sleeper cell infinite galaxies movie poster style with red stripes on cracked white background with images of daisy ridley in a black sleeveless dress looking at camera and adamd river in a a blue suit reaching into his jacket and looking to the left. poster text reads Kira smith Kylo ren Sleeper cell infinitegalaxies Ben grabbed his Glock from the bedside table and clicked off the safety, padding towards the front door. He listened, steadying his heartbeat, preparing for the worst. “Hello?” It was a woman’s voice. One that sounded familiar, but that he couldn’t quite place. English accent, lilting but sultry. “I know you’re in there, Ren. Let me in,” Her voice hitched, like she was in pain. “Please.” “Kira?”
October 27, 2025 at 2:51 AM