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Feb. 24th, 2025 07:47 pm[You'll be fine. It'll be fine, Rey told herself, taking in a deep breath as she headed into the quaint coffee shop, The Dark Side of the Mug. There was a steam punk vibe to the décor. A way for the shop to stand out among the many independent coffee breweries in Los Angeles. Rey appreciated the unique style of the place, and the puns they placed in their coffee names.
She pushed a strand of chestnut hair away from her face. She was tempted to gather her hair and place it in a messy bun, but that might give the impression was she more uptight. Which, on a given work day, she didn't care how others perceived her. Today though? She wanted to make a good impression on a cute guy from Tinder. So that meant styling her hair a little, wear a good pair of jeans that hugged her hips just right and a sweater that was comfy and cute. Practical, comfy, and it wouldn't send the poor guy running for the hills.
From their text conversations, Buck seemed sweet, and smart given his line of work. They seemed to vibe well in the digital space. Hopefully they would in the real world too.
In an effort to calm her nerves, Rey got in line to grab a small cup of coffee and waited for Buck at a two top table.]
She pushed a strand of chestnut hair away from her face. She was tempted to gather her hair and place it in a messy bun, but that might give the impression was she more uptight. Which, on a given work day, she didn't care how others perceived her. Today though? She wanted to make a good impression on a cute guy from Tinder. So that meant styling her hair a little, wear a good pair of jeans that hugged her hips just right and a sweater that was comfy and cute. Practical, comfy, and it wouldn't send the poor guy running for the hills.
From their text conversations, Buck seemed sweet, and smart given his line of work. They seemed to vibe well in the digital space. Hopefully they would in the real world too.
In an effort to calm her nerves, Rey got in line to grab a small cup of coffee and waited for Buck at a two top table.]
Closed to bargain_batman
Sep. 30th, 2024 04:48 am[ooc: Continue from here]
[After an awkward introduction on Tinder, Rey was pleasantly surprised to find out Diego was located not too far from where she lived. A weird coincidence, and she wasn't going to look into further. No need to let her mind go down that rabbit hole. She could hear Finn's voice in her mind, gently teasing her that, "Things happen for a reason, you know."
God, she was going out to meet someone willingly for the first time since Ben's death. A year of grieving, and therapy to help her get back on her feet. Sort of. Grief wasn't linear, and god she wished it was. It would have made things easier, to go through each step and check it off some sort of list. There were good days, and bad days. So far, the number of good days had out numbered the bad ones.
Giving herself another pep talk, she left her home and headed to the agree upon meeting location; a small coffee shop further in the city. Plenty of people coming and going.
The scent of coffee and hot chai wafted through the air as Rey entered. A quick scan and she found no sign of Diego. Guess she got there first. She pushed down feelings of nervousness in favor of grabbing a quick cup of drip coffee and finding a seat.
So that's where Diego would find her, head bowed reading something on her phone. A young woman wearing a blue cable knit sweater, jeans and black boots. Her shoulder length hair was down in soft waves--she had put in some effort into her appearance.]
[After an awkward introduction on Tinder, Rey was pleasantly surprised to find out Diego was located not too far from where she lived. A weird coincidence, and she wasn't going to look into further. No need to let her mind go down that rabbit hole. She could hear Finn's voice in her mind, gently teasing her that, "Things happen for a reason, you know."
God, she was going out to meet someone willingly for the first time since Ben's death. A year of grieving, and therapy to help her get back on her feet. Sort of. Grief wasn't linear, and god she wished it was. It would have made things easier, to go through each step and check it off some sort of list. There were good days, and bad days. So far, the number of good days had out numbered the bad ones.
Giving herself another pep talk, she left her home and headed to the agree upon meeting location; a small coffee shop further in the city. Plenty of people coming and going.
The scent of coffee and hot chai wafted through the air as Rey entered. A quick scan and she found no sign of Diego. Guess she got there first. She pushed down feelings of nervousness in favor of grabbing a quick cup of drip coffee and finding a seat.
So that's where Diego would find her, head bowed reading something on her phone. A young woman wearing a blue cable knit sweater, jeans and black boots. Her shoulder length hair was down in soft waves--she had put in some effort into her appearance.]
Closed to curlieq
Mar. 22nd, 2022 06:38 pmI'm sorry...did we have plans?
[Rey asked as she stared at Quentin as he stood in front of her place. Her face was flushed and her eyes glazed over. Telltale signs of a fever. There was little color on her cheeks, and it looked as though she hadn't eaten much in a few days. Her mind wasn't firing off at all cylinders, but she had lists--scraps of paper of the things she needed to accomplish. Papers to write. Reading to do--and spells to memorize.
A...a job she may need to go to? No, she didn't have a job right now. Dean Fog told her she didn't have to worry about funds. That wasn't a dream. That felt real.
But that didn't explain why Quentin, sweet and charming (and was he always taller than her?) Quentin was at her door.
Finn had stopped by yesterday to check in on her, even left a small bag of quick meals she could eat, along with a packet or two of cold medication. But, she wasn't sick. She refused to get sick. Getting sick meant Rey could not learn, could not go to work and make a living for herself. If she couldn't make a living for herself, then she would have nothing. She couldn't afford nothing.
Surely--surely the same principle applied at Brakebills. If she couldn't study, then she would be kicked out. The one place she belonged would be ripped out of her grasp.
But that still didn't explain why Quentin was there. Had Finn told him she was sick? Or did he notice that she wasn't as responsive to the notes they passed back and forth to each other?
No, it had to have been Finn. He probably told Quentin to check up on Rey, because the woman was so stubborn about things.]
[Rey asked as she stared at Quentin as he stood in front of her place. Her face was flushed and her eyes glazed over. Telltale signs of a fever. There was little color on her cheeks, and it looked as though she hadn't eaten much in a few days. Her mind wasn't firing off at all cylinders, but she had lists--scraps of paper of the things she needed to accomplish. Papers to write. Reading to do--and spells to memorize.
A...a job she may need to go to? No, she didn't have a job right now. Dean Fog told her she didn't have to worry about funds. That wasn't a dream. That felt real.
But that didn't explain why Quentin, sweet and charming (and was he always taller than her?) Quentin was at her door.
Finn had stopped by yesterday to check in on her, even left a small bag of quick meals she could eat, along with a packet or two of cold medication. But, she wasn't sick. She refused to get sick. Getting sick meant Rey could not learn, could not go to work and make a living for herself. If she couldn't make a living for herself, then she would have nothing. She couldn't afford nothing.
Surely--surely the same principle applied at Brakebills. If she couldn't study, then she would be kicked out. The one place she belonged would be ripped out of her grasp.
But that still didn't explain why Quentin was there. Had Finn told him she was sick? Or did he notice that she wasn't as responsive to the notes they passed back and forth to each other?
No, it had to have been Finn. He probably told Quentin to check up on Rey, because the woman was so stubborn about things.]
Closed to ofclanmudhorn
Dec. 31st, 2020 04:09 pmPSL for Din 'Mando' Djarin and Rey
Because, what are timelines?
Index:
Body Heat Meme
Unexpected domesticity shipping meme + Bonus, they found a home with each other.
Ways to show affection + Bonus, cuteness
Because, what are timelines?
Index:
Body Heat Meme
Unexpected domesticity shipping meme + Bonus, they found a home with each other.
Ways to show affection + Bonus, cuteness
Closed to spacedisaster
Jan. 7th, 2020 06:55 pmIn one breath, enemies, and friends began to sink to their knees. Their bodies turning to ash and dust. A sinking feeling flooded Rey's stomach, so many lives crying out and then snuffed, like a candle in the wind. She was trying to figure out what was going on, ignoring her own feelings of discomfort until her body gave out, crumbling and turning to dust like the others.
Eternity stretched on until she felt air rush into her lungs.
Time restarted itself. The bodies of the fallen were whole again. People were back to the same positions they were in before collapsing. The Force sang with life...and the rest was a blur. People picked up where they left off; the First Order fighting, wanting to conquer the rest of the galaxy with the Resistance holding the line until reinforcements came...
More lives were lost. More heartache was felt...but they came out victorious. The dark shadow that was the Empire, the First Order was gone. Rey's mission was completed, allowing her to jet off to find Peter. His Force Signature was lost on her. Whatever happened to him--
No. The word echoed loudly in her mind. She refused to think he was gone. After everything she had been put through. After everything she had lost, the universe owned her this much. She took off in her own ship, trusting Finn and Poe to be okay on their own and tried to locate the infamous Star-Lord. The last place she recalled him skirting around was the milky way galaxy...
Eternity stretched on until she felt air rush into her lungs.
Time restarted itself. The bodies of the fallen were whole again. People were back to the same positions they were in before collapsing. The Force sang with life...and the rest was a blur. People picked up where they left off; the First Order fighting, wanting to conquer the rest of the galaxy with the Resistance holding the line until reinforcements came...
More lives were lost. More heartache was felt...but they came out victorious. The dark shadow that was the Empire, the First Order was gone. Rey's mission was completed, allowing her to jet off to find Peter. His Force Signature was lost on her. Whatever happened to him--
No. The word echoed loudly in her mind. She refused to think he was gone. After everything she had been put through. After everything she had lost, the universe owned her this much. She took off in her own ship, trusting Finn and Poe to be okay on their own and tried to locate the infamous Star-Lord. The last place she recalled him skirting around was the milky way galaxy...
Closed to rampageous
Dec. 24th, 2019 10:28 amBen/Kylo Ren with Rey AU--post TROS
"Ben?" His name fell from Rey's lips, looking into his dark eyes and feeling his arm around her. Both of them surviving Palpatine, putting an end to his plans once and for all. The stone statues were leveled, crumbling into rocks and pebbles. T
he cave didn't echo the sounds and whispers of the Siths of the Past. Though there was Darkness, there was still light, enough to illuminate their area, allowing Rey to take in Ben's handsome face. Stars, they were so close to dying--no, she had died, but he brought her back. He healed her.
"Ben?" she whispered again, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes, threatening to spill over. Her hand cupping his face, thumb brushing over his cheek.
The First Order was nothing. It was all ash and rubble. The Imperial ships, the Final Order, would never leave atmo, and the rest of the Galaxy would not longer fear the shadows and Darkness of the Empire or its ghosts. Her friends--the Resistance could go home victorious and...have a future.
They could have a future where Darkness didn't linger or cast a shadow over all of them.
"Ben?" His name fell from Rey's lips, looking into his dark eyes and feeling his arm around her. Both of them surviving Palpatine, putting an end to his plans once and for all. The stone statues were leveled, crumbling into rocks and pebbles. T
he cave didn't echo the sounds and whispers of the Siths of the Past. Though there was Darkness, there was still light, enough to illuminate their area, allowing Rey to take in Ben's handsome face. Stars, they were so close to dying--no, she had died, but he brought her back. He healed her.
"Ben?" she whispered again, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes, threatening to spill over. Her hand cupping his face, thumb brushing over his cheek.
The First Order was nothing. It was all ash and rubble. The Imperial ships, the Final Order, would never leave atmo, and the rest of the Galaxy would not longer fear the shadows and Darkness of the Empire or its ghosts. Her friends--the Resistance could go home victorious and...have a future.
They could have a future where Darkness didn't linger or cast a shadow over all of them.
For runningscams
Jul. 30th, 2019 08:08 pm[ooc: continued from tfln.]
[No...she didn't want to mess with how content Han was. But that little voice in the back of her head, the one that listed how much food she had, or what she needed to earn another portion from Unkar, whispered they had to get to work eventually. While her life wasn't like that anyone, years of listening to instincts and constantly moving were hard to ignore.
Still...she did like where they were.]
Okay, an hour.
[Nothing could happen in an hour, right? Nothing that could kill them or worse, caught by the Empire.]
I'll be holding you to that, Han.
[No...she didn't want to mess with how content Han was. But that little voice in the back of her head, the one that listed how much food she had, or what she needed to earn another portion from Unkar, whispered they had to get to work eventually. While her life wasn't like that anyone, years of listening to instincts and constantly moving were hard to ignore.
Still...she did like where they were.]
Okay, an hour.
[Nothing could happen in an hour, right? Nothing that could kill them or worse, caught by the Empire.]
I'll be holding you to that, Han.
For rebellionbuilt
Jul. 18th, 2019 08:56 amWar wasn't kind, it wasn't nice, and didn't care if you lived or died. War consumed time and bodies as nourishment to keep growing. Didn't matter if someone was fighting for good, to stop an Empire from seizing all of the galaxy, or not. Nothing was ever guaranteed in war, except a high amount of causalities. Finding romance, or kinship was never part of Rey's plan when she joined the Rebellion.
She wanted to make a difference. She wanted to provide aide and not stand by while the Empire continued to terrorize innocent people across the galaxy. The propaganda they put out was mind numbing and Rey wanted nothing to do with it. The orphan from Jakku left the only planet she had ever known to fight...and some how, between the missions, fixing ships, and facing danger at nearly every turn, she had found companionship with one of the best spies in the Rebellion. Captain Cassian Andor.
Nothing had been the same since she drunkenly confessed to him, giving him a kiss, and hoping he returned the same feelings. If they weren't, she would've let go of him and buried herself in work. But, he had feelings for her. It took hard work, but they made it work. They endured long separations, spats, and face death countless times, but they came out of it together. They had each other, and that's all that mattered to them. As long as they focused on their future, of ending a war, they could have a family. They could....be normal people, or figure out how to live a life away from war.
They had gone to bed together, in Cassian's quarters, both dead tired from their last mission. She wanted sleep. She wanted a dreamless sleep that would allow her to rest. Instead, she had feverish dreams of a weapon the size of the moon, of glowing swords, a man in black armor, and...a tiny baby being held by her and Cassian. Joy and sorrow on their faces as they cradled the infant. There were explosions, and the taste of sulfur in the air. All of it was in a blur that prompted Rey to sit up and crawl out of bed to empty her stomach in the 'Fresher.
Beads of sweat clung to her forehead, and her back was slick. Her mind was racing. There had been speculation that she could be...Force sensitive? Was that what Chirrut had said? Havng visions, or being so in tune with something...she didn't know. But what she saw...the death, and that weapon...and a child. Did it mean...she was pregnant? If any of it was true, and she was... it made her both elated and petrified at the same time.
Fuck, if she told Cassian, he'd think she was crazy. But could she even tell him?
She wanted to make a difference. She wanted to provide aide and not stand by while the Empire continued to terrorize innocent people across the galaxy. The propaganda they put out was mind numbing and Rey wanted nothing to do with it. The orphan from Jakku left the only planet she had ever known to fight...and some how, between the missions, fixing ships, and facing danger at nearly every turn, she had found companionship with one of the best spies in the Rebellion. Captain Cassian Andor.
Nothing had been the same since she drunkenly confessed to him, giving him a kiss, and hoping he returned the same feelings. If they weren't, she would've let go of him and buried herself in work. But, he had feelings for her. It took hard work, but they made it work. They endured long separations, spats, and face death countless times, but they came out of it together. They had each other, and that's all that mattered to them. As long as they focused on their future, of ending a war, they could have a family. They could....be normal people, or figure out how to live a life away from war.
They had gone to bed together, in Cassian's quarters, both dead tired from their last mission. She wanted sleep. She wanted a dreamless sleep that would allow her to rest. Instead, she had feverish dreams of a weapon the size of the moon, of glowing swords, a man in black armor, and...a tiny baby being held by her and Cassian. Joy and sorrow on their faces as they cradled the infant. There were explosions, and the taste of sulfur in the air. All of it was in a blur that prompted Rey to sit up and crawl out of bed to empty her stomach in the 'Fresher.
Beads of sweat clung to her forehead, and her back was slick. Her mind was racing. There had been speculation that she could be...Force sensitive? Was that what Chirrut had said? Havng visions, or being so in tune with something...she didn't know. But what she saw...the death, and that weapon...and a child. Did it mean...she was pregnant? If any of it was true, and she was... it made her both elated and petrified at the same time.
Fuck, if she told Cassian, he'd think she was crazy. But could she even tell him?
AU for fulfillourdestiny
May. 13th, 2019 01:46 pmLet the past die.
Kill it if you have to.
Those were the very words Ben--Kylo Ren had spoken to her in Snoke's throne room. The First Order was getting closer to the Resistance and Rey had a choice to make. Either stand with Kylo Ren, or turn her back and go to the Resistance. It was...hard, harder than she thought possible as she stared at his out stretch hand and felt her heart ache at the sight of a man who had given up so much.
His family.
His Master...
All in the name of order, and power...and for her.
He didn't kill her, instead he chose to end Snoke's life instead of hers. They were equals, in strength and power. He was darkness and she was light, together...they could do wondrous things.
Rey thought that had been the hardest decision in her life, to stay with him, to learn from him...and now she was finding it was the days that followed that were the hardest. It didn't matter to her how she was treated. Hux's stares and Phasma's silent judgement didn't matter to her. What mattered to her was Ben...and wondering if her friends--those she cared about, were okay.
She was in her room, closely monitored by Hux's men--to ensure she wasn't some spy for the Resistance until he saw fit, regardless of what Ren wanted. He didn't bother her, knowing she could go toe to toe with him in a battle of barbs and sharp remarks. No, she wanted some sense of quietness as she read the Jedi text she took from Ahch-To.
She made the right choice....didn't she?
Kill it if you have to.
Those were the very words Ben--Kylo Ren had spoken to her in Snoke's throne room. The First Order was getting closer to the Resistance and Rey had a choice to make. Either stand with Kylo Ren, or turn her back and go to the Resistance. It was...hard, harder than she thought possible as she stared at his out stretch hand and felt her heart ache at the sight of a man who had given up so much.
His family.
His Master...
All in the name of order, and power...and for her.
He didn't kill her, instead he chose to end Snoke's life instead of hers. They were equals, in strength and power. He was darkness and she was light, together...they could do wondrous things.
Rey thought that had been the hardest decision in her life, to stay with him, to learn from him...and now she was finding it was the days that followed that were the hardest. It didn't matter to her how she was treated. Hux's stares and Phasma's silent judgement didn't matter to her. What mattered to her was Ben...and wondering if her friends--those she cared about, were okay.
She was in her room, closely monitored by Hux's men--to ensure she wasn't some spy for the Resistance until he saw fit, regardless of what Ren wanted. He didn't bother her, knowing she could go toe to toe with him in a battle of barbs and sharp remarks. No, she wanted some sense of quietness as she read the Jedi text she took from Ahch-To.
She made the right choice....didn't she?
closed to darknesscalls
Apr. 16th, 2018 06:01 pm[Continuation of this]
[They were playing a dangerous game. They had only sought each other in times of distress or need. They had never actively reached out to one another through their bond, but that's what Rey was doing. She was meditating on the Falcon, tuning out the world around her, trying to find Ben...to see if he was okay..]
[They were playing a dangerous game. They had only sought each other in times of distress or need. They had never actively reached out to one another through their bond, but that's what Rey was doing. She was meditating on the Falcon, tuning out the world around her, trying to find Ben...to see if he was okay..]
Open PSL: MEME
Jan. 11th, 2018 10:55 pmMaybe there was something in the air tonight, or perhaps feelings were finally coming through and Rey felt bold enough to act on them. Maybe she was teasing your character and found herself incredibly close to them and felt a strong connection that she leaned in and her lips touched theirs? Or, perhaps there was an argument that was getting heated to the point that passion bled in, and she leaned in to steal a kiss?
Whatever the reason or occasion, Rey has kissed your character!
What will happen next is up to you!~
Riverview: Presents
Dec. 24th, 2017 01:08 pmCongratulations! Whether you've been contacted in person, or over comm, Rey has a gift for you!
List of presents:
Finn: A new leather jacket.
Poe: A new jacket to keep him warm this winter. BB-8 does get some cans of oil, because...what else do you give a droid.
Cisco: Part 1 and Part 2. He also gets a set of wrist guards.
Eddie: The cook who makes delicious foods.
Cassian: A book on binary, learning how to code and funny enough, how to understand it.
Jyn: CHOCOLATE
Taako: A mug that is just as pretty as him.
Jim: A small stack of papers that Rey has drawn to the best of her memory of several different Star Wars ships: X-Wings, Imperial Destroyers, TIE Fighters, and an AT-AT Walker.
Dany and Jon: A small gift basket that has, what she hopes, is a good bottle of wine, and chocolate....cause they both need to be introduced to the wonders of chocolate.
Alec and Jace: Identical daggers....cause what else do you get warriors.
Kylo Ren: A scarf to match his mood.
List of presents:
Finn: A new leather jacket.
Poe: A new jacket to keep him warm this winter. BB-8 does get some cans of oil, because...what else do you give a droid.
Cisco: Part 1 and Part 2. He also gets a set of wrist guards.
Eddie: The cook who makes delicious foods.
Cassian: A book on binary, learning how to code and funny enough, how to understand it.
Jyn: CHOCOLATE
Taako: A mug that is just as pretty as him.
Jim: A small stack of papers that Rey has drawn to the best of her memory of several different Star Wars ships: X-Wings, Imperial Destroyers, TIE Fighters, and an AT-AT Walker.
Dany and Jon: A small gift basket that has, what she hopes, is a good bottle of wine, and chocolate....cause they both need to be introduced to the wonders of chocolate.
Alec and Jace: Identical daggers....cause what else do you get warriors.
Kylo Ren: A scarf to match his mood.
Riverview: IC Inbox
Sep. 3rd, 2017 02:34 pmThanks.
Permissions
Sep. 3rd, 2017 02:26 pm[OOC]
Backtagging: Yes
Fourthwalling: Please ask.
Offensive subjects: Depends on what it is. I'm okay with a lot of things, but if you're unsure, feel free to ask.
Subjects with which I am completely cool: Drama, angst, action, adventure, romance, fluff, smut, and whacky shenanigans.
[IC]
Hugging this character: Yes, but depending on who you are, she may welcome it, or she maybe surprised by it.
Kissing this character: Yes, see above.
Flirting with this character: Yes. She may not know it, or just ignore it completely.
Fighting with this character: Yes, but be prepared. She knows how to handle herself.
Injuring this character (include limits and severity): Depends on what it is. Bruising, cuts, or scraps are fine. Anything that involves broken bones or anything else that requires medical care ask first.
Using telepathy/mind reading abilities on this character: Yes, but she has had success with forcing people out of her mind, IE Kylo Ren.
Warnings: none.
Backtagging: Yes
Fourthwalling: Please ask.
Offensive subjects: Depends on what it is. I'm okay with a lot of things, but if you're unsure, feel free to ask.
Subjects with which I am completely cool: Drama, angst, action, adventure, romance, fluff, smut, and whacky shenanigans.
[IC]
Hugging this character: Yes, but depending on who you are, she may welcome it, or she maybe surprised by it.
Kissing this character: Yes, see above.
Flirting with this character: Yes. She may not know it, or just ignore it completely.
Fighting with this character: Yes, but be prepared. She knows how to handle herself.
Injuring this character (include limits and severity): Depends on what it is. Bruising, cuts, or scraps are fine. Anything that involves broken bones or anything else that requires medical care ask first.
Using telepathy/mind reading abilities on this character: Yes, but she has had success with forcing people out of her mind, IE Kylo Ren.
Warnings: none.
