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Chrissi 🍉
@shesaidsarcasticly.bsky.social
850 followers 550 following 4.5K posts
A respectable lunatic
She/her
SheSaidSarcastically on Ao3 https://archiveofourown.org/users/SheSaidSarcastically/works
Sci-fi🌌 fantasy👿 D&D nerd🐉
#Reylo 🦋 + other ADCU ships
Owned by 2 cats and a dog
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Chrissi 🍉 @shesaidsarcasticly.bsky.social · May 24
Home Sweet Home
M - 1/1

- Human!Phee
- Werewolf!Clyde

The night before the full moon, Phee decides to have a bit of fun pushing all of her mate’s buttons

#clydephee5eva

archiveofourown.org/collections/...
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amalosa0.bsky.social
I am Amal, a mother from Gaza. My 5-year-old son Mohammad was hit by shrapnel as we ran for safety and needs emergency treatment abroad. Please, I beg you to help us — donate or repost. Your support can save my son’s life 💔🙏
amalvnas.bsky.social amalvnas.bsky.social @amalvnas.bsky.social · 1d
Please, even 5 dollars can make a difference. My child is weak, hungry, and in pain. I cannot help alone. When small donations come together, they become hope, medicine, and a chance to survive.
October 8, 2026 at 8:24 AM
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kaseygifford.bsky.social
To put this in perspective chestnut trees used to be dominant species in the United States. Billions of trees were killed by fungal blight and now fully grown America chestnuts are functionally extinct. There is no getting them back. Ever. All for a data center.

www.gadgetreview.com/one-of-ameri...
One of America’s Last Chestnut Groves Is About to Be Destroyed for a Data Center
A rare 200-tree American chestnut grove in West Virginia may be cleared for data-center development, but the project denies the site is on its land.
www.gadgetreview.com
October 7, 2026 at 7:20 PM
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meetingyourmaker.bsky.social
Trudgen is just intense lol.
October 7, 2026 at 10:20 AM
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thefriedpipes.bsky.social
Do it for the yaoi 🫡
October 6, 2026 at 1:03 AM
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ssadghostt.bsky.social
in the spirit of not letting the assholes get me down, here’s another snippet from my sleepy hollow au for #reyloween! #reyloww
[text in front of a picture of the headless horseman atop a rearing horse] the devil & all his works A legend of sleepy hollow au for Reyloween by ssalemghostss 19.10.26 She pulls back just enough to look him in the eye. “Do you love me?” He smiles, and though it’s tinged with sadness, he doesn’t allow her to feel that part. He runs his fingers through her hair and leans his forehead against hers. “It is impossible not to,” he says. “I, for one, was doomed from the start.” “Ben…” He does love it when she says his name like that. When she sighs it, so soft and lovely, like it’s her last breath and she has happily saved it for him and him alone. He kisses her gently, because he wants nothing more and because he doesn’t need to hear her say she loves him too. Not yet. Maybe not ever, if he’s smart and can learn to stay away. Ensuring that she knows how he feels about her was the most crucial thing, anyway. If he is to become a monster tomorrow, let her know that he loved her before he turned into her nightmare.
October 7, 2026 at 5:56 PM
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peculiargalaxies.bsky.social
I've had this beat in mind for a long time and wasn't sure if I'd be able to fit it in, but I finally found the perfect spot! 🐀

🌿 archiveofourown.org/works/840607...
“C’mon, little mouse,” she mutters, watching the robot spin in confused circles, its bristles endlessly swiping over the same spot. “No? You need another recalibration?” The second round of adjustments yields much better results. Mouse still struggles to navigate narrow areas, like the gap between the kitchen island and the cabinets, but whirrs across the open floor in perfectly straight lines. Ben enters the kitchen while she’s tidying up the tools and wire clippings strewn across the spot where they usually eat, keeping one eye on the little vacuum’s progress across the slate tiles. He also eyes it curiously. “I thought the roomba wasn’t working.” “Mouse needed a little attention, but now he’s doing just fine.” Rey sweeps the wire clippings into her hand and dumps them in the trash. The robot bumps against the cabinet next to her, makes a 120-degree turn, and trundles off again. Ben raises an eyebrow. “Mouse?” “Oh. Um, because he’s small and gray and vacuums up crumbs. And he sort of has little whiskers on the sides.” She gestures at the bristles poking out from under the chassis. The crinkles at the corners of Ben’s eyes deepen. “I see.”
October 7, 2026 at 9:17 PM
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tadhgdalaigh.bsky.social
@markgerretsen.bsky.social
This photos is 18 years old in Palestine. It didn’t start on October 7th. ( Mohamad Safa)
October 8, 2026 at 1:37 AM
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dhampirse.bsky.social
I’m sorry
Kind of
Anyway: angst and heartbreak ahead
Rey studied the candle: squat, uneven, visible dust on the sides. Beeswax, probably, though she couldn't smell it through the dust and age. With a sigh she trimmed the wick, dug for one of the few, precious matches that remained. A hiss, a spark, a kiss of transferred flame, and the glow... She closed her eyes and waited, gasped at the weight of a hand on her shoulder, shivers of ice down her spine. "You have to stop this, Sweetheart. You have to let me go." She bit her lip, shook her head: a silent, broken, pleading no. "It's not fair. It can't be finished when it never even started" "This is how it has to be." She stared at the golden glow, the shadow and flame dancing against the wall. The silhouette of two people. He never let go, hand on her shoulder, and she rested her fingers atop his, until the joints and muscles ached and cramped. "You'll come back again?" "Every time you call, Sweetheart, whether I should or not." The flame guttered, hissed, the wick drowned in a pool of melted wax. It would be restored by morning, just as every day before, one precious hour of wick remaining. She'd buy more matches tomorrow.
October 7, 2026 at 9:02 PM
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ladylithium.bsky.social
Introducing the Loganson brothers 🤭
October 7, 2026 at 9:49 PM
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dhampirse.bsky.social
Omegaverse but backwards: alpha meets an intriguing beta and slowly begins noticing their senses are less sharp, immune system slightly less effective, glands shrinking, until suddenly they’re just another beta who can’t blame pheromones for inadvisable decisions.
October 8, 2026 at 1:54 AM
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ssadghostt.bsky.social
his boss is gonna kill him……again #reylofic
When Rey opens her eyes, she’s greeted by the soft morning light filtering in through her thin curtains, which colours the room dusky pink. Birds titter sporadically in the mountain ash tree outside her window, her clock ticks soothingly in the corner, and there’s a man lying next to her. She sits bolt upright and then scrambles off her bed with an ear-piercing scream. She grabs the baseball bat she keeps behind her bedroom door and aims it at the intruder but quickly realizes it may not do her any good. He’s hardly a human man at all. He’s tall, burly, and alarmingly handsome for…whatever he is. His eyes are a red so bright they seem to glow, and he has viciously sharp horns growing out of the sides of his head. “What the fuck?!” Rey yells. The bat quakes in her grip. “Good morning,” he says with a feline smile. “Who the fuck—What are you—WHY ARE YOU IN MY BED?!” The man shrugs. The corners of his full lips pull up in amusement. “I see you’re concerned,” he says simply. “OBVIOUSLY! EXPLAIN!” He stands to his full, intimidating height and Rey realizes he’s wearing clothes typical of early 1900s fashion. His wavy hair is so dark it seems to absorb light. It just keeps getting more bizarre… “I was just here to fill in for a buddy. You know him—your sleep paralysis demon? Protocol says I should be gone by now, but…Well, you were just so lonely in your nightmares. It was delicious, and I’m willing to bet you are, too. Care to indulge me, Rey?”
October 8, 2026 at 12:34 AM
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junkyardjedi.bsky.social
Here's an excerpt from my #ReyloGetStuffed fic "Ribbed for Her Pleasure!"

#Reylo #ReyloFic #ReyloWW
“Why don’t you be a good little omega and get me a slice of pie?” The question was followed by the tell-tale sound of an ass being smacked. Hard. Apparently, someone—Fuck it, Hux, it was always Hux--wanted to lose his stupid alpha balls tonight. Right on time for their annual Friendsgiving dinner. Typical. Rey glanced up from the celery she was chopping, and she rolled her eyes at Ben. His eyes crinkled at the corners as he grinned and held up a hand. As his lips twitched with a withheld laugh, he counted off with his fingers, and they waited for the inevitable explosion. One. Two. Three. Beyond the kitchen doors, the sound of a palm striking something fleshy–a face, probably–cracked like a whip. “Ow! Goddammit, Rosie!” Hux yelped. “I was playing!” “Get your own fucking pie. Touch me again, and you’re gonna pull back a bloody stump.” Rose’s angry stomps grew louder, then the kitchen door swung open as she sailed inside in a cloud of righteous fury, dark eyes blazing. “Why did you invite him?” she demanded, pointing a finger at Ben. “I hate him.” “You don’t hate him. You’ve been fucking him on and off since freshman year.” Ben shrugged with a decided lack of commitment to the complaint and returned to his work dicing onions by the lit candle. A little trick his Nana Padme had taught him years ago, to keep from crying. “Well, right now, we’re off. Fucking hell.” Rose sidled up to Rey, bumping her hip against her friend’s. “You’re lucky you don’t have to deal with demi stuff. You never have to wonder if it’s a real connection or someone’s hormones having a damn surge. And, you don’t have to worry about dealing with knot-head alphas who don’t have any manners.” With a cheeky grin, she snatched up a piece of celery and popped it in her mouth. “No offense.” “None taken. Beta life is best life,” Rey said with a brief smile, training her eyes on the remaining green stalks in front of her. She’d been chopping for hours–celery, carrots, potatoes, mushrooms, and everything else Ben threw at her as his ‘favorite sous chef.’ Her culinary skills weren’t that fabulous, but she and Ben had always been kitchen compatible. Namely, neither talked too much, which really meant something in a world where people strived to be loud, louder, and loudest. “Or is that ‘no offense’ for Ben?” “Nope. I always mean offense to alphas.” Rose winked at Ben and rounded the small island to his side to assess the onion carnage. “Not bad. For an alpha.” “Are you going to lend a hand, or are you just taking a break from your admirer?” Ben asked, using his knife to scrape the diced onions from the scarred wooden cutting board into a pan. He was more than used to Rose’s opinions on alpha kind, even if she did have those hormonal lapses of judgement with Hux. “Do you have any hors d'oeuvres?” Rose asked, leaning onto the island and propping her chin on her hand. “Everyone’s feeling nibbly out there, and we’re gonna start watching the parade. Niima, you ever going to take a break?” Rey lifted her head from her workmanlike chopping and gave a brief shake. “I’m fine. You go on. What’s the parade bet this year? Will Snoopy self-destruct? Or will Shrek implode and take out a high school marching band?” Ben snorted, and Rose hauled herself off the island. “You’ve got a dark soul, babe. Now where’s the crudité platter?”
October 7, 2026 at 10:19 PM
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interruptcrim.bsky.social
• More than 38,000 women (22,000) and girls (16,000) have been killed, including since the so-called ceasefire. These figures likely understate the true toll, as many bodies remain trapped under rubble.
The cost of the war in Gaza on women & girls
October 7, 2026 at 7:26 PM
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kyloremus.bsky.social
hi moots :) if someone wants to comm me or anything, im looking for something to get myself dinner tonight and period products (having an uterus and being poor is not a good combination) let me know
October 7, 2026 at 7:24 PM
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pocketsofdaisy.bsky.social
UPDATE | chp12 i'm an animal | #reylofic #mishfic

After catching feelings for a guy she hooked up with, Rey slowly discovers his taste for unnatural hobbies

🔪 serial killer au
🏦 finance bro ben with a trust fund x personal assistant rey
👔 age gap
❤️‍🔥 dead dove

🎨 @kyloremus.bsky.social
covert art made for i'm an animal - a reylo fanfic on ao3 by pocketsofdaisy - using a film poster style with an edit by kyloremus featuring an intimate moment between kylo ren/ben solo and rey sitting at a bar close to each other with kyben's thumb touching rey's lower chin and lip. the poster also lists the movies this fanfic is inspired by - american psycho (2000), you (2018), industry (2020), extremely wicked, shockingly evil and vile (2019)
October 7, 2026 at 3:50 PM
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aljazeera.com
Three years of attacks has devastated Gaza, killing tens of thousands, destroying homes, and collapsing basic services.
Three years of Israel's genocide in Gaza: In numbers
Three years of attacks has devastated Gaza, killing tens of thousands, destroying homes, and collapsing basic services.
www.aljazeera.com
October 7, 2026 at 5:30 AM
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peanutbabysith.bsky.social
Salvation

🦋TROS fix-it
🦋 angst with a happy ending
🦋 unplanned pregnancy
🦋 breeding kink

archiveofourown.org/works/94124146
October 7, 2026 at 4:19 AM
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itsafronomics.blacksky.app
lol like no matter HOW you slice it, this is objectively ridiculous. One person has majority control over two MAJOR news broadcasts and nearly ALL entertainment streams, including children programming, globally.

ONE person. A single human being.
factpostnews.bsky.social FactPost @factpostnews.bsky.social · 1d
Paramount has closed its $81 billion merger with Warner Bros. Discovery.

Billionaire David Ellison now controls:

—CNN
—CBS
—HBO
—Paramount
—Warner Bros
—Discovery
—Skydance
—Showtime
—DC Studios
—Nickelodeon
—Cartoon Network
—Food Network
—MTV
—Comedy Central
—HGTV
—TBS
—TLC
October 7, 2026 at 1:42 AM
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punkymacc.bsky.social
paranormal activity

1.7k | #reyloween | #reylofic

🔗 ao3.org/works/94123221
Two hands meeting over a table. The table is covered with candles. There’s an orange & yellow glow. paranormal activity punkymacc Summary: "I feel it," Rey says. Her eyes unfocus like she's seeing something that's not quite there. Then she closes them in concentration. "The ghost?" he asks. "No." She opens one eye and gives him a withering stare. "Your dark energy." Ben has a ghost problem. Rey is uniquely qualified to help.
October 7, 2026 at 4:14 AM
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hannahartwork.bsky.social
Moth 🔦 first picture in my October series!
A digital illustration of a giant moth fae with glowing yellow eyes clinging to a lighthouse. At it's base, a lighthouse keeper emerges from his house to investigate.
October 6, 2026 at 7:15 PM
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kyloremus.bsky.social
edit of the day: an october usual of mine, kylo ren as the knave of hearts
October 7, 2026 at 3:39 AM
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kyloremus.bsky.social
witch rey?
October 7, 2026 at 4:01 AM
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internethippo.bsky.social
Hard work is not the path to success, hard work is the path to maybe doing ok. The path to success is doing massive and severe fraud
November 17, 2024 at 9:16 PM
shesaidsarcasticly.bsky.social
There is a Reylo meet cute here
toiletbones.bsky.social toilet bones @toiletbones.bsky.social · 2d
Found the email I sent when I got accidentally added to the faculty listserv of an orthopedic surgery clinic and nobody would remove me so I sent this email to all faculty/staff/med students and they removed me almost immediately
Hello Bone Colleagues, I have invented a new type of ankle and I'm very excited to show it to you. Early raccoon trials suggest a 60% increase in scurrying speed and dramatic increases in fine motor banditry. I know we are not supposed to create super raccoons, but I think you'll change your mind and professional ethics when you see how cute they are. I believe we are on the cusp of a new era in advanced human scurrying because if medical science has taught me anything, it's that improvements in raccoons correspond 1:1 to improvements in humans. -- [My name] Chief Bone Inventor Chair, Department of Foot and Leg Innovation Lord Mayor, Musculoskeletal Medicine Hartford HealthCare, The Bone & Joint Institute at Hartford Hospital.
October 7, 2026 at 3:24 AM
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randombks.bsky.social
#Reylo
The buzzing in her ears is so loud—she’s in shock, can’t process—and he’s crying and she’s crying and the night is silent, it doesn’t make sense and he’s whispering words over and over again—so clear she can almost hear it.

“I’d never hurt you, you have to believe it, never you, Rey, never.”
dyadprompts.bsky.social reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 1d
⭐ prompt 624 — SILENT
October 7, 2026 at 2:34 AM