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srorgana1 · 9 months
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Invocation
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Paring: Vampire Kylo/Hunter Rey
Warnings: Dark Themes (apporaching Dead Dove, you have been warned), Supernatural/Paranormal, Blood, Violence, Gore, Death, NSFW 18+, Sexual Content, Psychological and Physical Torture, Kidnapping, Hatred towards organized religion, Pain, Major/Minor character death/injury, Demonic Possession
Chapter One
“Another” he says as he stares out the frosted window. The goblet is quickly refilled by deft hands. He doesn’t need to look at them to know they have bowed in his direction and scampered away. He sighs as he lifts his glass, allowing the warm liquid to run down his dry throat.
He can feel it working already. The life force rejuvenating his own. He can taste their joys and fears within as he savors it like notes of a fine wine. This man got too close. Wrong place at the wrong time. He had to be taken out not to raise suspicion among the working class. It couldn’t be known he was one of the monsters they feared above all.
He sighed again, placing the empty goblet down and began to pace. He was bored. He undid his tie and placed it on the side of his desk, his phone and tablet alight with notifications and emails. He shook his head, already annoyed at himself for letting his head of household be off for a week.
He paces to the large marble fireplace, the flames warming his cold dead bones. Staring into the fire, he takes off his ring playing with it idly as he tries to think. What has he done wrong to feel this way?
The emptiness is gnawing at him like a disease. He has everything he could ever want. He has enough land and wealth that he doesn't have to lift a finger for at least another 400 years or at least until the current banking system changes again.
But therein lies the problem. If he were any other man he would be content, but his warrior blood calls for action. He can sate it with a hunt or two but it comes back even faster still. He has been stagnant for too long.
He pulls at his long raven locks in frustration. He will not let himself rot in luxury like others he knows. They sit on their various thrones of power, getting fat and lax, wholly consumed by vapid worldly pleasures. He has seen it over and over. They ascent, they indulge, they wallow, they die. Over and over again.
Lucky for those unfortunate souls, they get to move on. He is not so lucky. He was cursed to walk this plane for eternity, never able to move on - forced to watch this miserable world shift and change. He curses himself once again for being so naïve in his youth.
He hears the sound of wood cracking which pulls him from his spiraling thoughts. He looks to see his hand gripping the decorative arm of a Rococo style armchair as it splinters in his grasp.
He lets go and unclenches his other fist. The symbol of his choice and curse glints up at him, unblemished even after being assaulted by his supernatural strength. Placing the ring back on his finger, he sulks to his desk relegating himself to his fate for the evening.
He quickly sends emails and finalizes payroll as the snow falls harder. Even though his castle has all the modern luxuries, he prefers to work like in the old times. The amber light from the candles and fireplace flicker in the darkness as he ignores emails from The Council, delating them instantly. He moves onto his physical mail, surprised to see a letter from a long time associate. His eyes alight as he reads the words.
…There have been rumors within the community of a rise of another Hunter organization. AXS has claimed they have heard of similar disappearances in some of the other affiliated groups but The Council has not confirmed this, but you know how secretive they are. I fear this could be related to recent political changes and the acknowledgement of the existence of our kind…
Interesting. There hasn’t been a legit Hunter organization since the Catholic Church’s last attempt in what was it…16th or 17th century? He smiles at the memory of him and the others infiltrating and taking them down from the inside. He can hear the echoes of the screams and useless prayers as the Devil’s Elite took them out one by one.
Yes, this may be what he was searching for. One last adventure before he relegates himself to the life before him. He rings for his butler for a carafe of his finest Bordeaux as he dips his pen into the inkwell.
Vicrul,
This sounds intriguing. I will prepare to travel to assist in your investigation.
Kylo Ren
He smiles as he focuses, the paper disappearing from his hands as the butler arrives. “Call Huxley to return” he says “I have received a notice that needs attending to.” The man nods as he finishes pouring the wine. “Will do sir”. He can feel something stirring within as he takes a sip. Oh yes, this will be a grand adventure indeed.
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sillywoman01 · 2 months
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My Angsty Reylo Spotify Playlist
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Since I wasn't able to write today, since it's my birthday. My gift to you all is sharing the Reylo Spotify playlist I created to go along with my angsty Reylo fics. Enjoy!
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fictionfanaticspod · 7 months
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🌟𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒂 𝑮𝒖𝒂𝒏𝒛𝒐𝒏!🌟
@theaguanzon
This week’s episode we interview Thea Guanzon about her debut novel The Hurricane Wars!! We dive into her inspiration for this amazing romantic fantasy, and find out what’s next for the Shadowforged and Lightweavers! Listen now wherever you get podcasts, and check out The Hurricane Wars which is out now in stores!!🌟
@spacey-stacy @ajrey315 @chanelslibrary
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whattheforce · 4 months
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Revisiting Reylo 2
WE are back to Revisit #reylo with @balancedpadawan
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ifoundkylo · 2 months
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It’s their song I don’t make the rules
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derpysith · 1 year
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Glad to see you too Ben
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fangerine · 5 months
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NAH, WHY IS THIS SO REYLO CODED
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billyjosaline · 1 year
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Confession: I am glad Billy died
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thedashar · 1 year
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Reylo AU
When my heart slows down
My body leaves the ground
"Heavenly Office"
Ray dies and ends up in the death department. She will have to pass tests due to which there will be a distribution to heaven or hell.
Kylo is her guide/mentor.
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srorgana1 · 8 months
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Invocation
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Paring: Vampire Kylo/Hunter Rey
Warnings: Dark Themes (apporaching Dead Dove, you have been warned), Supernatural/Paranormal, Blood, Violence, Gore, Death, NSFW 18+, Sexual Content, Psychological and Physical Torture, Kidnapping, Hatred towards organized religion, Pain, Major/Minor character death/injury, Demonic Possession
Chapter Ten
As soon as Rey passes through the doorway, she freezes. The feeling in the séance room was so different compared to other times she has been down here. The whole space was seeped with magick. She could feel and almost see it's tendrils swirling around her coaxing her forward.
She walks up slowly to Jyn and the tall black man she has seen a couple times as they watch Mara talk to unknown person at the table. She had a feeling she knows who it is based on the head of shaggy black hair. “I got your message and Kay is covering for me. What happened?” she says as professionally as she can. It is difficult to keep focused as she feels the magick start to affect her.
“Another was taken. Ren was close to the scene and caught her signature…whoa” Jyn gasps, her eyes widening as a blast of magical power appeared. Rey’s eyes snap over to the man in the chair. It’s the same energy from AXS. She slivers as the signature swirls with the rest, seductively dark and immensely powerful. She could feel her lines raise in response, the cross around her neck beginning to tingle.
“The mighty Kylo Ren…” she hears Mara say before going still, her eyes whited out. Rey shifts uncomfortably, quietly racking her brain. She knows that name. Her face must’ve shown her question since Jyn decided to speak again. “You know his name. He was one of the original Knight of Ren like Trudgen here” she says glancing at the man beside her. He nods as his eyes flash silver.
She nods finally remembering the lecture Obi-Wan gave regarding the Knights of Ren so long ago. How they were hand made by the Devil himself and twisted to bring chaos and fear into the world. But in the end they turned on him, banishing him forever. While they helped humanity, they paid the price by becoming the basis of all Supernatural myths and legends in which humans fear.
She hears a low chuckle. “That’s the edited version” Trudgen says, staring at her. She feels another tingle, this one more intense. Another shiver racks her body. He smirks and focuses back on Mara “did you know your glowing?” What? She looks down and is shocked to see her lines are glowing gold, it’s intricate pattern spreading down her arms. She touches a line letting out a gasp as it tingles and sparks.
“Maybe Qui-Gon knew more then he let onto bringing you here” Jyn says cryptically. Rey narrows her eyes, confused at what she meant. She opens her mouth to ask but never gets to. “Come Reyna” she hears Mara say “it’s time for you to learn who you really are.” Her eyes widen as Mara looks at her, her green eyes warm and welcoming. Her legs move on their own bringing her closer to the group around the table.
“My my Reyna” she says “your powers are further along than I expected. Have you been practicing?” Mara says as you waves raven feathers over her silver bowl. “What? What are you talking about?” Rey responds, her body tight with nerves. “You’re Fae” a deep voice says next to her. She looks over to see Ren, no Kylo Ren standing there, his fierce red eyes and fangs on display.
She stares at him, his red eyes even more intoxicating than his dark ones. His handsome features complimented by his potent magical signature. He smirks, the tip of one fang peeking out. For some reason she likes the sexy but deadly vibe he exudes, even though his cover was a giant asshole.
“Rey, do you remember your parents? Your family” Mara says, breaking the moment. She clinches her fists tighter at her sides as she looked down at her feet. “No, not really. I was found by the police on the streets when I was four…” She hears Kylo take a sharp inhale through his nose, his energy spiking a little.
“Reyna, you are indeed Fae” Mara says as she places her hands in her lap. “Half to be precise. Qui-Gon could tell as soon as he saw you which is probably why he brought you here when he found you. True Fae are rare now, most of their communities were exterminated during the purges” she says with a far away look.
Rey shuts her eyes overwhelmed with this information. She had a family, kin at one time. Did any survive? If so do they know she is alive? Her heart peaks a bit, alight with a small glimmer of hope only to be crushed by Mara’s next words. “We have not heard from a Fae Court in over a hundred years. Believe me I hope some exist somewhere but I highly doubt it.”
Rey’s knees buckle, physically unable to deal with her pain of her loss of her potential chance of family. She wobbles as two strong arms encircle her, one hand lightly gliding her head to a strong pectoral. Kylo’s magick surrounds her making a protective cocoon, making her feel safe. She lets out a loud sob, finally allowing all her pent up pain out. She hears a low purring sound rumbling around her as a hand cards softly though her hair. “It’s okay, let it out” a deep voice says above her.
She sniffles as she looks up meeting his eyes. They are still red but now rimmed in a dark amber brown. They hold so much pain and anguish. She somehow knows he understands. “I’m sorry” she whispers as she lays her head back on his chest. “Don’t be” he responds, squeezing her tighter.
The silver bowl clatters to the ground pulling both of their eyes to Mara. She is stock still, her eyes whited out. The Witches swarm her again. “My lady, what is it?” the blonde Witch says as her brunette counterpart starts a low chant. She gasps as Mara’s hair starts to float. “Oh shit” Jyn says behind them. Rey can feel Kylo start to curl around her protectively.
“The unholy number will restore the one” Mara rasps in an unearthly voice as she levitates out of her chair, her mangled lower legs becoming visible at last. “One who is false will lead us astray. Darkness comes to devour us whole. He wants revenge, blood of the traitor to be fully whole. Trust the bond. Balance, balance…”
She hovers for a second, her auburn hair floating around her head like a halo. Kylo and Rey are stock still, amazed at what is before them. Kylo has seen Mara do many supernatural things in the past but this, this is something else. His eyes catch Trudgen walking up to her ready to catch her.
Her eyes shifts as she points at them. “Dyad” she whispers as she collapses into Trudgen’s waiting arms. There is a flurry of activity as the Witches, Trudgen and Jyn get Mara back to her chair and attend to her. Kylo and Rey stare at each other, both confused at what her vision meant and what is to come.
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slothishlife · 2 years
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just casually listening to the star wars playlist on spotify and they put a lightsaber as the time bar omg
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4lienat · 11 months
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this is such a Reylo song LMAO they’re all I could think about when I first heard it!
6 AM, Mulholland Drive / "Moonlight Sonata" and I
First movement, you and I / And a screwtop bottle of wine
I've unspooled on the floor / I feel so "A Star Is Born"
Kiss my cheek, baby, please / Would you read my eulogy?
Scar-crossed lovers, forever / I'm checking myself out forever / I'm saving this all for later
Scar-crossed lovers, forever / Here we are untouched forever / I'm saving this all for later
They don't know how much they'll miss / At least until you're gone like this
Talking to the mirror say, "Save your breath / Half your life you've been hooked on death"
Twice the dreams but half the love / Be careful what you bottle up
The chemistry is a mess, it seems / But me, I'm still a sunbeam !!
And I will never ask you for anything / Except to dream sweet of me
Tell me when the party ends / Will you still love who I am? / I am
I closed my eyes inside of your darkness / And found your glow !!
Shake things up, shake things up / Shake things up, shake things up and see what comes down, down, down, down
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lordmomohismomoness · 2 years
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ATTENTION anyone who likes pride and prejudice, comedy, catchy songs, and supporting local theater groups!
I have just seen my favorite adaptation on pride and prejudice ever. The local theater group did Prejudice and Pride: a Folk Musical and it was AMAZING!
The show is a genderswapped P&P that takes place in East Tennessee and blends the themes of the novel with relevance to today. If you want to get a ticket to the recording of the show, you can go here:
Some of my favorite lines include:
"Butter my ass and call me a biscuit"
"I now pronounce you, under arrest"
And everything about the songs "Heaven Sent" (aka the thirsty reverend song) and "Bandits in Love"
The virtual show costs $20 and is worth every penny. Plus it all goes toward local artists.
If you are like me and folk music is not your preferred genre, you can check out the soundtrack on spotify here:
It won't be the same without the context of the show, but I don't like folk music and nearly all of these songs have been stuck in my head for a week now, and I ain't mad about it.
So please, lovers of zutara, dramoine, pride and prejudice, and literally any enemies to lovers ship: go support this wonderful show because it deserves so much love
Side note: if you are in Scotland, they are currently performing this show in August at the Edinburgh Fringe Fest, so go see it if you have a chance!
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Here's some of the fanfics I want to cover. Any recommendations?
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sillywoman01 · 1 year
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Listening to music helps me to focus while writing. I also like to listen to songs that fit the mood of what I'm writing.
Check out these spotify playlists I created.
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agir1ukn0w · 2 years
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In danger of a true romance
Bodies left to bleed, they all had it comin’
In danger of a true romance
Thought I watched you die, I killed a man with tears in my eyes
In danger of a true romance
Saved you from that room, the powder and gold and the men were all doomed
Against our love, they never stood a chance
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🦋Ben Solo Lives🦋
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