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Maybe the reason she never told Ben about Darth Vader and Anakin Skywalker, Leia ponders, was to free him from the clutches that tie her to the past.

However, the past has a tendency to catch up with you no matter how much you fight it / and somehow it really wants that scavenger from Jakku to join in.

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or better known as,

Ben is about to shit all over his mother’s ideals, and Rey is gonna kick his ass for it - and maybe some other things.

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Chapter 1 - Mille / Chapter 2 - 01001100 01001001 01101110 01000101 01110011 / Chapter 3 - copper / Chapter 4 - Golden Hands / Chapter 5 - Labels / Chapter 6 - Bridges / Chapter 7 - Confinement / Chapter 8 - IX

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Sweet Rey by bunilicious

- A Reylo Historical AU set in the Scottish Highlands -  

Summary: Ben Solo is a fearless warrior who has traveled across the Highlands, intent on vanquishing a terrifying beast in an isolated village. Rey is an orphaned servant girl, intent on escaping the harsh life she’s been subjected to. The prize for killing the beast is marriage, and Rey is determined on claiming this mysterious warrior for herself. But the man she has chosen is not what he appears to be.

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Excerpt (Chapter 1)

“What is your name, sweet lass?” he had asked, his brown gaze engrossed by her hazel orbs and her long dark eyelashes. He had vaguely heard of the rewards promised to the man who could slay the beast and live to tell the tale… but had never given much thought to claim them.

“Rey,” she replied, her voice a whisper in the daylight. A simple name, but one that held the promise of comfort and good fortune.

“And tell me, sweet Rey, have you been promised to anyone?” he inquired, admiring how her brown tresses billowed in the wind.

“No.” A faint blush spread across her cheeks. “No, I haven’t.”

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I’m back with another Historical AU… and right on my birthday to boot! I hope you all enjoy this new story I have planned. I’ve been working on it for months, so it’s a relief to finally have the first chapter out! I hope you all enjoy it! Thank you to my beta @loveofescapism and thank you to @albastargazer for cheering me on and for providing the tartan! 

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Help a friend out if you can, please 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

A cry for help.

I’m embarrassed to have to make this post. I really wish I didn’t have to. But this is a last resort and I’m pressing the button marked “HELP”.

As some of you may know, I’m caught in an overdraft. I’ve tried to extend it, but my bank has refused. I’m on Universal Credit but I had to take out an advance before Christmas to be able to buy presents for my family - I’m still paying this back, in that £50 is taken out of my monthly UC payment until the full amount is paid off. So where I should be getting 251, I’m getting 201 per month. This just about covers bills and that’s it. I’m applying for jobs, but I’ve heard nothing back as yet. I’ve even had a session with a work coach to improve my CV.

I’m not asking for my overdraft to be cleared. Holy shit no way. But I am calling for help. If five people can donate even one coffee (£3) to my Ko-fi page, that would be a massive help.

There’s also my PayPal page, if you don’t want to use Ko-fi.

Links below (sorry for the formatting, as I’m on mobile):

Thank you if you do decide to donate, and if you can’t donate, please reblog this post.

P.S. I wish I could but I can’t offer anything except my creativity in return. I will happily write a fic or create a gifset/video/graphic for a subject of your choosing for any donation of £10+, if you leave your Tumblr URL in your message on Ko-fi. (If using PayPal, please message me through Tumblr.) I will then get back to you to discuss your request.

For examples, check my tags /eleanorwrites and /I-made-a-thing. That’s where you’ll find all of my creations so far.

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Heck

@awardagency: Adam Driver, Sundance 2019.

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Soft

Somewhere on a planet of which they are the only ones to know the existence…

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reylo!modern au: Rey found a new very shy friend in the forest and doesn’t want to be alone anymore.

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Beard

‘The Dark Prince and his Rey of Light’

Because I know I’m not the only one dreaming about a Takodana-Lake-Kiss

#reylo #star wars #fanart

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Love doodles

dirrty doodling instead of doing my actual job

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Ah-mazing

I have a NEW FAVORITE THING and it’s this ballad! 

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Here that Boyega

John Boyega as Finn from Star Wars Insider: The Last Jedi

#star wars #finn

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Same tbh

Me: *watches Princess Mononoke* Theme Music: *swells to the crescendo*

Me: *weeps*

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300 FOLLOWERS GIVEAWAY

Thank you so much for following this small art blog!

I want to give everyone the chance to commission me for free, winning a custom Reylo fanart (a sketch in blue and pink).

The rules are simple:

You must follow this blog (persimart.tumblr.com), I’ll check.

You must reblog this post at least once (likes don’t count).

I will use a randomizer to draw the winner on February 28.

***GOOD LUCK***

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Is there a Star Wars head canon/ scene that makes you cry every time?

I think perhaps my most heartbreaking headcanon is that Ben spent most of his youth knowing his parents were feeling negatively (in various ways) about him and he probably hoped when he was sent off to Luke that he would finally have someone who understood him.

After all. Luke Skywalker had famously seen the good in DARTH VADER.

Surely Luke would know how to help him… would see him differently.

But the help never came.

Because Luke looked past Ben to see a monster.

And soon… that was all Ben could see as well.

No one could help him. No one could see him. So he put on a mask and became someone else. Someone who couldn’t be hurt by rejection. Someone who should be feared. Someone who embraced fear.

A monster… Kylo Ren

Yet… he took off the mask for Rey because she called him “a creature in a mask”… and he didn’t want her to see him that way. He didn’t want her fear. And he was willing to risk rejection to keep her from fearing him.

Rey looked past the monster to see Ben.

That makes me cry.

That is why their relationship is so beautiful.

That is why I ship Reylo with all of my heart.

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I wrote a thing! https://archiveofourown.org/works/17520221/chapters/41274245

#reylo au #mutants #star wars #Fic #fanfic #fanfic by me #I'm a feedback whore

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About 100 years ago @sanziene sent me a reference pic asking to replace nice decent people on the photo with these guys

#reylo #star wars #finn #fanart #rose tico

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Mitan, Midi - Chap.27/29: “C’est la vie”

Summary:

“After a French notary contacts Rey to inform her she’s inherited a house in the Drôme (France), she decides from one day to the next to quit her job and move there.

The house is pretty secluded, there’s no service, no internet, no way to reach other people aside from the landline in the living-room.

Ideal conditions, by her standards, as those theoretically should allow her to be perfectly alone.

Theoretically.”

Chap.1: Fuck off, London

Chap.2: A sense of humor

Chap.3: Minor details

Chap.4: Grown adults

Chap.5: God-given

Chap.6: End this

Chap.7: Santé

Chap.8: Chaton (There is a God)

Chap.9: Nothing serious

Chap.10: People don’t overcome anything alone

Chap.11: Bon nuit

Chap.12: A big, fucking surprise

Chap.13: Brilliant

Chap.14: Things can get a lot less fun, fast

Chap.15: Fulfilling

Chap.16: Too much salt

Chap.17: Nobody denies the existence of cannibals

Chap.18: The sea retreating

Chap.19: The sun is going to die

Chap.20: “Frère”

Chap.21: “Itchy”

Chap.22: “Funny story”

Chap.23: “The weather is cloudy here too, sometimes”

Chap.24: “A shot to the head and a shot to the heart”

Chap.25: “The road isn’t flat”

Excerpt Chap.27:

“ The sun is on the horizon when Ben takes the pathway from Rey’s house to the one way road.

The night will have fallen completely by the time he gets to the store.

Earlier, just seeing the house causes his hands to shake. Still he goes on weak legs, around the house by the back, and get to the French doors.

If she’s on the couch, she’ll see him. He counts on the fact that he knows her enough, and that she’ll be sleeping.

Breaths short, he slowly lets the plastic bags down by the door, careful not to make any sound.

Is that the right thing to do?

He’s too edgy to look inside through the windows.

He turns around immediately, and leaves.

Never in his life has he felt more helpless about a situation before. He’s not sure of how to proceed.

Not that he’s really known what to do about anything in his life.

It’s just that he’s not used to care -about himself or anyone, and about what happens in general.

In the past, he’s in fact really done all he could not to care.

Wasting his life at jobs he hates, never getting to form any real friendship; hearing that old friends from high school got married, have had children, got divorced, got remarried.

Pretending that there’s no problem is one way to protect yourself. Maybe not the best way, but one of the ways.

His mother never comes to visit him. He drops out of high school. He loses his job. He has to move out of yet another apartment.

Every time Ben swallows, purses his lips, shrugs. C'est la vie.

At twenty just like at thirty, his heart is in his throat when he thinks about his life as a whole. He doesn’t know where he’s going, even less why he’s going there, just that he must keep going.

Searching for purpose in life is a luxury he must leave to the people who can afford it. “

If you feel like it, here’s my ko-fi account - thank you for reading <3

#reylo fanfic #modern au #mitan midi #get rec'd #big rec #fic rec

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Mitan, Midi - Chap.27/29: “C’est la vie”

Summary:

“After a French notary contacts Rey to inform her she’s inherited a house in the Drôme (France), she decides from one day to the next to quit her job and move there.

The house is pretty secluded, there’s no service, no internet, no way to reach other people aside from the landline in the living-room.

Ideal conditions, by her standards, as those theoretically should allow her to be perfectly alone.

Theoretically.”

Chap.1: Fuck off, London

Chap.2: A sense of humor

Chap.3: Minor details

Chap.4: Grown adults

Chap.5: God-given

Chap.6: End this

Chap.7: Santé

Chap.8: Chaton (There is a God)

Chap.9: Nothing serious

Chap.10: People don’t overcome anything alone

Chap.11: Bon nuit

Chap.12: A big, fucking surprise

Chap.13: Brilliant

Chap.14: Things can get a lot less fun, fast

Chap.15: Fulfilling

Chap.16: Too much salt

Chap.17: Nobody denies the existence of cannibals

Chap.18: The sea retreating

Chap.19: The sun is going to die

Chap.20: “Frère”

Chap.21: “Itchy”

Chap.22: “Funny story”

Chap.23: “The weather is cloudy here too, sometimes”

Chap.24: “A shot to the head and a shot to the heart”

Chap.25: “The road isn’t flat”

Excerpt Chap.27:

“ The sun is on the horizon when Ben takes the pathway from Rey’s house to the one way road.

The night will have fallen completely by the time he gets to the store.

Earlier, just seeing the house causes his hands to shake. Still he goes on weak legs, around the house by the back, and get to the French doors.

If she’s on the couch, she’ll see him. He counts on the fact that he knows her enough, and that she’ll be sleeping.

Breaths short, he slowly lets the plastic bags down by the door, careful not to make any sound.

Is that the right thing to do?

He’s too edgy to look inside through the windows.

He turns around immediately, and leaves.

Never in his life has he felt more helpless about a situation before. He’s not sure of how to proceed.

Not that he’s really known what to do about anything in his life.

It’s just that he’s not used to care -about himself or anyone, and about what happens in general.

In the past, he’s in fact really done all he could not to care.

Wasting his life at jobs he hates, never getting to form any real friendship; hearing that old friends from high school got married, have had children, got divorced, got remarried.

Pretending that there’s no problem is one way to protect yourself. Maybe not the best way, but one of the ways.

His mother never comes to visit him. He drops out of high school. He loses his job. He has to move out of yet another apartment.

Every time Ben swallows, purses his lips, shrugs. C'est la vie.

At twenty just like at thirty, his heart is in his throat when he thinks about his life as a whole. He doesn’t know where he’s going, even less why he’s going there, just that he must keep going.

Searching for purpose in life is a luxury he must leave to the people who can afford it. “

If you feel like it, here’s my ko-fi account - thank you for reading <3

#modern au #reylo fanfic #mitan midi #get rec'd #fic rec #big rec