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INTJ. Libra. Yes I am 20 years old and still use this account.

[organicslut]

[jedimasterreychel]

Rey’s hair? Ben’s robes? This is their child and no one can tell me otherwise .

[jynerso-cassianandor]

[nezumionice]

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME SHE’S LITERALLY LYING IN A POOL OF LIGHT AND BEN IS LITERALLY CRAWLING FROM THE DARKNESS TO GET TO HER

[reylo-awakens]

This scene broke me the most. Ben completely desperate, pulling himself all the way out of the gorge and looking for her… staggering to her body, collapsing, balancing his weight so he can pull her into his arms without hurting her, frantically looking around while shaking because this can’t be real, she can’t be dead, before pulling her close, trembling, completely fucking heartbroken and lost

[jedimasterreychel]

hold my girl - George Ezra 

if you need a good cry after all that this is the reylo song for you

[jedimasterreychel]

yanno for as much as Star Wars has the theme of hope throughout, they sure do suck at giving that hope a happy ending

[jakkuforce-deactivated20220424]

Rey’s Pain

A TRoS Drabble

The silence was deafening, empty, cold. Rey suddenly felt suffocated as her fingertips press into the roughness of the ground beneath her body. The grains of earth slip under the pads of her fingers and embed themselves under her nails as she clings to something solid. Every breath drawn into her lungs burns like liquid acid chocking out her voice, contributing to that same silence. She can still the warmth of his touch against her skin, the way his finger curled among the loose curls at the base of her neck. His fingertips curled around her side brushing the small patch of exposed flesh at her waist. If she closes her eyes she can see that smile beaming brightly, the smile of Ben Solo, the man she had held out hope that one day she would see. A smile of a man that was free of his pain and conflict, free of the burden that the dark side had placed upon his shoulders. A man who was at peace, a man whom knew who he truly was.

As hazels focus they linger on the cracked earth where once his body lay. Reaching out her fingers drag across the spot hoping just maybe she might feel his lingering energy. She wasn’t ready. Back slouching she drops her head in a sudden wave of grief that trembles down along her spine and envelopes her frame. A cry of agony rips through the darkness as the pooling tears trail down her cheeks and fall. Spread fingers clench and in a sudden burst of anger Rey slams her fist into the ground. She wants to collapse, to dwell in the darkness but she knows she can’t. She could never soil HIS sacrifice, she would continue, it is what he would want.

“Be with me” she whispers so faintly that it almost sounds like nothing. With all the strength she can muster she pulls her body from the ground and stands. The walk back to her ship is long, it seems hours as her mind lingers in a fog of distress. Once in the cockpit she feels herself breaking again. She is leaving him. Leaving him like she had done so many times before only this time there would be no next meeting. There would be no banter, no anger, no understanding, no connection. This was the end, she would not see him again. Lifting her hands she covers her face as the tears stream like endless tides as her screams echo around her. She is alone. She had been given a taste of happiness, TRUE happiness and just like her family it had been ripped from her grasp.

With a heavy heart she flips the switches and the engine bursts to life and Rey instinctively rises into the air. The whole way back to the resistance base is a blur and she remembers nothing. When she lands she takes a deep breath before exiting and a hint of a smile pulls at her lips as she see’s her friends, her new family. They embrace her and the feelings of relief wash over her but there is something missing. Rey pulls Finn and Poe closer almost desperately as tears again began to flood her eyes. A feeling of joy and pain mingling within her soul, she feels as if she’s drowning. But she is not alone.

When the light begins to fade Rey slips into the shadows and boards the falcon, the only place she could possibly call home. She’s wary, exhaustion is pulling at every fiber of her being and she can’t resist. Crawling into the bunk she rests her head against the pillow her eye facing the wall. Bringing her knees to her chest he closes her eyes but again he’s there. His browns gazing lovingly back at her with tears brimming at the corners as his lips part in a wide smile. She can feel his lips pressed to her own, they’re warm and soft and despite the cut and the taste of iron it’s filled with passion and the purest love she’d ever felt. Her heart aches again as her fingers lift to brush against her lips. “Be with me” she whispers again hoping to feel their bond, to feel a glimmer of hope, to feel part of her soul that he took with him. She feels nothing but her own consuming pain and her body collapses under its weight a she lets it devour her at least for the night. Before her mind goes unconscious she can hear her voice crack as speaks the words, “I love you Ben Solo.”

[jedimasterreychel]

reylo artists please make some beautiful fan art so my thoughts of what could have been don’t have to live only in my head

[ben-solos-reydemption]

There are some wounds only fanfiction can heal.

[riseofbalance]

ep ix tv spots be like:

[the-resident-demon]

WE FEASTIN TONIGHT

[drawingreylo-szikee]

Here, have a super shitty Reylo kiss animation. 

Made in a dumpster out of old chicken bones.

[namelessbanana]

Me after watching the new trailer. I’m going to read fanfic all night!! What have I missed in the last year?

[sunnexaltation]

2015 me could have never imagined—

[the-apple-is-the-fruit]

Ben Organa Solo.

[stefani-germanotta]

You’ve been the only thing that’s right in all I’ve done…

reylo manip series 7/ ∞

[spookymillennial]

THIGH GRAB

[jedimasterreychel]

WE SEE YOU GIRL OOOOOOOOOHH

[the-apple-is-the-fruit]

Last look at The Last Jedi x Empire Strikes Back