Happy May the 4th! I finished my old Hero/Villain Swap AU that is also Dark Pilot and also platonic Force Dyad. It only took 3 years for 5 chapters and an epilogue, but it's done!
It will update weekly. For now you can read chapter one on Ao3.
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Happy May the 4th! I finished my old Hero/Villain Swap AU that is also Dark Pilot and also platonic Force Dyad. It only took 3 years for 5 chapters and an epilogue, but it's done!
It will update weekly. For now you can read chapter one on Ao3.
in love not given lightly
Reylo
Rated E
The Force connects Dark Rey and Jedi Ben, but not exactly predictably.
Moodboard by me.
Read on AO3
A Slave's Purpose
“You look good in black.”
Ben had just been shown to his new living quarters through the secret passage behind the tapestry in me and Miratal’s room. I had also given him new clothes; a long-sleeved black shirt with a mock turtle neck, and matching slacks. He had just been let out of his cuffs and allowed to change.
“I knew this room would come in useful. Now we won’t have to go to the dungeons every time we need you. How are you finding it, Jedi?”
Ben sat on the edge of the bed and looked around the room without any particular interest. He had been so emotionless since hearing the recording of the Rebels’ failed rescue attempt. He didn’t seem to care about anything anymore. He gave a halfhearted shrug, not seeming to know what to say.
“It’s a room,” he said flatly.
Mira gave a small sound of exasperation and rolled her eyes, before turning and heading back down the passage towards our room.
I must say I was slightly disappointed in Ben. Breaking him hadn’t been nearly as satisfying as I’d hoped it would be. I had expected more fight out of the Jedi. But hearing that transmission had stolen any hope he had had of being rescued. He also believed many of his friends were dead, and I didn’t at the time see any reason to correct that assumption. One of the things I had learned from Snoke was that hope was a powerful thing; a small amount was indeed useful when dealing with an enemy, but too much could be dangerous…
I contemplated how to proceed from here. I had plans for Ben Solo, but he wasn’t ready for those things yet. He needed just enough motivation, dignity, and sense of purpose to complete his tasks efficiently as a slave, but also be aware of his place and be obedient. A broken slave without a purpose or reason to live was useless. It would be a difficult balance to strike, and he was nowhere near there yet.
Giving him his own space was just the beginning…
FINN IS A JEDI!
REY IS A JEDI!!
BEN IS A JEDI!!
LEIA IS A JEDI!!
LUKE IS NOT A HERMIT, HE’S JUST ON VACATION WITH AHSOKA AND EZRA!
HAN, LANDO, AND CHEWIE ARE CHILLIN!
WEDGE IS FLYING RECKLESSLY AND MAKING HIS JEDI BOYFRIEND YELL AT HIM!
EVERYTHING IS OKAY!
AND I AM NOT IN DENIAL!
Rey & Ben | We are one (Reverse Reylo AU)
"And we hope, that you choke, that you choke..." ________________________________________________________________
What if Rey embraced being a Palpatine from the start and Ben is the one to turn her to the light?
The Star Wars Franchise would have been better if Ben Solo was a Runaway Jedi who brought a girl who had fallen into darkness to the light.
Picture a universe where little Ben Solo's mind was protected from Snoke as a baby and grows up with the care and attention of both his parents into a spoiled rotten nightmare teen (good kid though). One day he sees secret footage his mom has of a new militant group calling themselves "First Order" and sees a GORGEOUS redhead around his age as a background lieutenant. Absolutely convinced that that is the future love of his life he joins the rebellion and becomes the bane of Hux's existence.
I live for AUs like this!
Luke & Leia do everything they can to help Ben when he tells the truth about the voices inside his head. Han, deciding to face his fears of raising an extremely powerful Force-sensitive boy, talks to his wife and his brother-in-law about what he can do for Ben, and Ben thrives and copes with his father constantly there to lean on and talk to.
Ben is a young, mischevous teen when he first sees Lieutenant Hux in the background of some espionage footage of a meeting of Imperials. Ben is smitten immediately, having never seen anyone with red hair before and loves the boy’s snarky expression. He’s so handsome, Ben has to find him and meet him.
I can imagine Ben being captured on purpose--knowing that he can escape--just so he can meet Leiutenant Hux and flirt with him. Hux isn’t impressed with this rebellion boy but he can’t help blushing when Ben compliments him and calls him names like ‘doll’ and ‘gingerbell’. Hux would never admit it but he finds the Solo kid handsome, and his charm is simply dazzling, and the fact the he escapes so easily makes Hux want to know more. Ben even draws a love heart drawn into his interrogation chair with his lightsaber just to leave his crush a note!
They meet much more often than enemies should...❤
Once more! Bodyguard Ben protecting Rey is completely my jam. Do you think you can write something based on this? I would love to read it
Anon anon this ask got so buried and for that I do apologize
"How is this my fault?"
"How isn't it your fault?"
"I'm sorry, am I just supposed to have unknown planets fully mapped in my head? Do you want me to become your personal walking encyclopedia? Being captain of your guard isn't good enough for you anymore, princess?"
"Stop kriffing calling me princess! I haven't been a princess in over a year!"
"You still act like one, spoiled, demanding, inconsiderate—"
Rey's arm flew out, smacking him squarely in the chest. "Shut up."
"Can't handle your own medicine your highness?"
"I said shut up." She glared, face scrunched. "Do you hear that?"
There was the sound of the wind whipping across the barren, icy plane, the snow as it settled under his weight, the rustle of fabric, the beat of her heart if he concentrated hard enough. And a low growl, somewhere off in the distance, carried by the gale.
"Isn't Rhen Var supposed to be a dead world?" Her voice was low. "What was that?"
"I don't know and I don't want to find out."
Rey turned and immediately started to sprint, barrelling by him faster than he could get his muscles to work in this frozen hell. He took off after her, grabbing her gloved hand and dragging her along when she started to lose speed. He'd be damned if he lost the Empress in this wasteland.
Exhausted, back where they started, he pulled her into a small cave they'd marked on the trek out, something suitable for an emergency but completely unexplored. It seemed empty enough on first pass a few hours ago.
Rey hovered over the fire she'd built as he attempted to figure out how to shield the entrance from the wind. He asked a question that went unanswered and turned to find her half paralyzed.
Of course something else had also thought this was a good refuge.
Ben had no idea what that thing was. But he was tired, and cold, and so desperately wanted to stop being on edge. Saber out and ignited, he moved to stand in front of her.
"Get behind me."
"I can do it."
"Get. Behind me."
She did, slowly, not taking her eyes off the ten foot tall creature.
It bared its teeth and he flew into a rage.
He snapped out of it only once she'd screamed his name and latched onto his coat.
"It's dead, Ben. If you cut it up any more we can't skin it."
"Why do you want to skin it?"
"To eat, dummy."
That sounded reasonable, but she looked... uncomfortable.
"Is something wrong?"
"You're kind of terrifying like that."
"I didn't think I'd live to see the day you considered me scary."
"You're on thin ice, Solo."
"Actually I'm on rock."
Rey laughed and held out her hand. "Come here for a minute, it's warmer by the fire."
He did, sitting close to her, their thighs touching, eyes in opposite directions. She searched out his hand and covered it with hers, not saying a word.