#ft. iris.

[stvampyr]

babygirl iris 💖💖💖

[jaeqerin]

every time you leave, i sit up all night waiting, praying you'll come back alive.

the  bell  above  the  door  rings  softly  when  riley  steps  inside.  she  barely  reacts  to  it.  the  place  smells  the  same  as  always  —  coffee,  old  paper,  something  faint  underneath  it  she  stopped  questioning  a  while  ago.  it’s  quiet,  but  not  empty.  it  never  is.  riley  closes  the  door  behind  her,  her  eyes  moving  through  the  room  out  of  habit.  iris  is  already  watching  her.  for  a  moment,  she  doesn’t  say  anything.  then,  softer—  “every  time  you  leave,  i  sit  up  all  night  waiting…  praying  you’ll  come  back  alive.”  riley  pauses.  just  a  little.  her  gaze  lifts  to  iris,  then  drops  again,  like  she’s  not  sure  what  to  do  with  that.  “…you  don’t  have  to  worry  like  that,”  she  says  quietly.  not  dismissive  this  time.  just  careful.  “i’m  okay.”  she  exhales  softly,  shifting  her  weight,  her  fingers  brushing  briefly  against  the  edge  of  the  counter.  “…most  of  the  time,”  she  adds,  a  little  more  honest.  a  small  pause.  then  she  looks  back  at  iris.  “…they  told  you  that,  didn’t  they?”  her  voice  is  softer  now.  “your  ghosts.”

[straypadawan]

      for @levcrage

      ❛ you’re a native of naboo? ❜ it’s a statement, but she’s stood phrasing it as if a question... which it is — directed at the girl stood close to her in the palace’s plaza, dressed in a  black from head to toe, a stark juxtaposition to vivid colours that hung so confidently around the centre of naboo. the black, which should’ve been an instantaneous red flag to the togruta woman, with the ‘first order’ and it’s so-called ‘supreme leader’ taking ahold of the government at present, however didn’t phase ahsoka, opting instead to ignore her better judgement, attracted to the idea of making conversation with this girl, her softer features contrasting that of her dress and dubious origins... it made her hard to read, intriguing the former padawan more than anything. ❛ or... ❜ a cheeky, imprudent tone rising in her voice, as she stood just before the girl, surveying her with a blithe disposition,  ❛ are you aligned with the first order? sent out here to enforce the rules that sith lord pulls out of that foul, gold robe of his, huh? ❜