"Little Kira let her mind wander," the man recites. "Am I fonder of flowers, or droids, or dark tales of the Sith? No, what I love most, Kira said, is when I'm asleep in my bed — " " — and Kylo Ren whispers sweet things in my head," Rey finishes. Her heart pounds. Kylo Ren. The phantom from her dreams. [canonverse Phantom of the Opera AU]

He should be dead, or in prison, or exiled to some lonely world with no one for company. Yet here he is, smiling. Here he is, alive. Here he is, holding Rey's hand, meeting life at her side.

"Are you real?" Peter whispers. "I'm real." Gwen wipes a tear from his cheek, the hint of a smile curling the corner of her mouth. "Maybe you hit your head harder than we thought." [No Way Home/TASM fix-it]

The Skywalker Dojo is overgrown and forgotten; it looks more like an abandoned junkyard than a place of learning. An old plane — an X-Wing, from the looks of it — lies on the lawn beside the decrepit house. Rey frowns as she takes it all in. This is where the great Sensei Skywalker lives? [Cobra Kai/Karate Kid AU]

She was his spitting image. And she was just as good a fighter as he was, too.