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Han catches sight of her first. He climbs the next six steps with eyes on her, like he’s approaching a stray cat.
“Rey,” he says. “This is my son, Ben.” Her eyes flicker to Kylo Ren, face pink, eyes wet, and gaze intent on her. Then back to Han. “He’s coming home.”
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Ben goes with Han. And Rey isn't happy about it.
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In Bloom by Celia_and for BensCalligraphySet
Fandoms: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types
23 Oct 2020
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And just when she was getting some serious attention from the teachers at the start of the last, pivotal year of school, he came along with his effortless perfection. She hated him.
Right up until she met him, that is.
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The flowers that bedeck her skin don’t lie—ballet dancer Rey is in love with her partner, Ben. But the years go by and his skin stays resolutely, devastatingly blank.
He doesn’t love her. But when his hands are on her body, she can pretend.
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we could plant a house, we could build a tree by Like_A_Dove
Fandoms: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015), Star Wars - All Media Types
19 Dec 2018
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Ben takes a deep breath. “It’s—it’s a project. Conceptual art. You wouldn’t get it.”
Rey presses her lips together to keep from laughing. She plans her next words quickly and carefully, determining what will get her the best reaction. “Really? Looks like you ruined a bedsheet to me.”
His reaction does not disappoint. “Get out.”
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Seven-year-old Rey decides it's her duty to annoy the crap out of Ben Solo every single day she's alive.
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- Part 1 of we could plant a house
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"I remember everything!" he snarls, loud enough to make her flinch. "How you move— the way you breathe—" His words hitch on a strangled half-sob; he stares at her like a man caught in a waking dream as he skims the line of her jaw with his knuckles, stopping to touch the pad of his thumb to her bottom lip. "How your eyes met mine in the starlight," he continues through a broken, haunted rasp of a voice, "and I felt like the look on your face."
Or: What is alive must heal. What cannot heal must endure.
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- Part 2 of Sword of the Jedi
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“What do you think?” Luke asks his nephew. “She has potential.”
“She bit me, Master,” is Ben’s stiff response. “Any opinion I give would be biased.”
Or: Everyone is connected, even if, sometimes, it's just by the skin of our teeth. Even in the midst of darkness, still, luminous beings are we.
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- Part 1 of Sword of the Jedi