#exitiosae

[avtrr]

❛  you’re my favorite person in the whole world.  ❜ ( for jake, from tuk ! )

found family prompts.

“Aww, really?”

He can't help giving his youngest daughter a wide smile, opening his arms to welcome her in a hug.

“And you are mine, along with your mom and your siblings.” he playfully rubbed her hair. He never felt so happy in his life before, his family was his most precious treasure.

[oftimeslostlongago]

There was a lot of people Bail hoping to see here, and some he was more indifferent about. The person he hadn't expected to see though was Anakin. Once there was a time he had liked the younger man, but he knew what he had become. He had suspicions about it before Obi-Wan confirmed it. How exactly did you look someone in the eye who had betrayed everything he once stood for? Who'd been on the side that had destroyed his planet? Who was the biological father of his daughter? It didn't seem like he had much choice about it, he seemed to have caught the man's attention, his height didn't much help with going unnoticed sometimes. "Anakin... you look so young" and that was something he hadn't expected, and the injuries Obi-Wan had told him about... all gone.

@exitiosae

[sayitan]

the  scent  of  mo'at's  healing  salve  still  stung  his  nose,  the  smell  carrying  with  it  an  unpleasant  burning  sensation  whenever  he  took  a  breath.  the  last  night  eclipse  had  long  past  and  a  familiar  quiet  had  fallen  across  high  base  camp.  neteyam  found  himself  comparing  the  quiet  to  the  sensation  of  holding  his  breath,  as  if  there  was  something  trapped  inside  of  the  base  desperate  for  release.

neteyam straightened as movement in the dark warned him that he was no longer alone, a moment later the tension in his shoulders faded as he recognized the soundless gait of his mother.

he stood overlooking the chasm leading out of high base, itchy with anxiety. ❝ i couldn't sleep, ❞    //    @exitiosae  ♡'d  for  a  starter & gets one for neytiri .

[jedimastre-archive]

@exitiosae requested a starter for ahsoka !

Obi-Wan, no ... ― Ben had been searching for work for a while now. There was only so much he could do with what supplies and credits he brought with him that finding a sustainable income would be far better than rationing out what was left. With that decided, he soon began wandering more and more into town, something he had been wary of doing since the fall of the Republic. Taking first to visiting the cantina and listening to the many conversations of customers coming and going.

With nothing new or interesting to discover, Ben decided to call it and placed a few credits on the table before leaving. But just as he was about to leave, something bright and colorful caught his eye. A familiar form of a togruta female stepped into the room.

❛ Ahsoka. ❜ The spoken name was barely breathed but he knew she would hear him, his eyes widened and his body froze. No, no, no ... inwardly he began to feel that tall tale sense of panic rise within him. Immediately he turned and went towards the other exit.

[starsspin]

His head tilts slightly as he looks down to her. “Your mind seems elsewhere, little Soka.” His tone is one of care rather than full of scolding for the fact she cannot seem to focus as arms fold over his chest. “What troubles you?”

@exitiosae ┊┊*ੈ✩‧₊˚ starter call

[percentstardust]

@exitiosae

She's cornered. She knows this. This was not supposed to happen, it never happens. She grips onto her saber, the red light illuminating her features. She is a cornered animal that will strike when ready. Yellow eyes glare at the former Jedi as she backs away from her, looking for any exit she can make. She will not let Ahsoka take her alive, she would rather die than be a prisoner to the Rebellion. She knows little about her father's ex apprentice. She only knows what she has been allowed to know. And she knows Ahsoka will be an opponent harder to take down than the Inquisitors she trains with.

She knows her father will stop at nothing until she is found. She hopes it doesn't come to that. It would not end well for Ahsoka or anyone involved. "I'm not afraid of you."

[petitsdieu]

"Give me an excuse not to leave tomorrow."

SC 𝒇𝒕. @exitiosae

[reveriehq]

i'm unsure for my last character 😭 would you rather bruce wayne or clark kent?

such a tough choice. personally , i would love to see clark kent because i'm a superman nerd ! but either would be such great additions to the island.

[wornkindnessa]

“I thought you could use more gentler company--" Already she’s putting a warm cup in Ahsokas hands before sitting down next to her with one of her own. “Not that we have to talk if you don’t want to.”

@exitiosae ┊┊⋆˚ *❀‧₊˚ starter call

[avtrr]

“ Je'di? ”

kiri repeated in her rusty basic that her father had taught her. An ear twitching curiously as she looked at the togruta with a curious smile.

“ is that what you are? ” her tail swished as she lowered herself to look better at the other alien.

starter for @exitiosae

[oftimeslostlongago]

Whatever this world was, it was nice for once to be away from everyone hating him purely for what he was. It wasn't as if he had asked to be created. Though he could understand the hatred, a living breathing symbol of the clone wars. One that hadn't gone away after the war ended. Here at least, he was mostly ignored, it was almost a nice feeling. However it had caused him to get lost in his thoughts, and for a moment he could have sworn he saw Anakin. That wasn't possible... was it? Closing his eyes for a moment... no... he was still there. "General Skywalker?" and how did he even handle this? They'd been close once, but as far as he knew, Anakin had died during Order 66. He hadn't been with him thankfully, he hadn't been the one to do it. But a clone would have, and he might never have known why.

@exitiosae

[parulite]

@exitiosae (tsireya) / x

  the sky was rich auburn, the short window after eclipse before night set in and the only one they had for leisure. the last weeks had been filled with so much introduction and instruction in the life of the metkayina, kiri was overjoyed to get the chance to return the favor, if only in small part. she invited tsireya nearer with a gentle wave. at her side, zayfäle chittered softly and shifted, turning one of her large eyes toward the stranger. the ikran's bony head jutted this way and that with intense curiosity. kiri had to stifle a laugh.

“ do not be afraid — zayfäle is gentle. ” kiri knew full well how much her companion looked like no such thing. in truth, she was fierce, a keen hunter with something of a temper, but when it came to ikran that was almost the same thing as gentle. so long as tsireya offered no insult, all would be well (and kiri greatly doubted tsireya possessed the ability to offer insult to anyone, kind and poised as she was.) “ come. do not look into her eyes too long, and rest your hands here. ” kiri drew her palm along zayfäle's sinuous neck.

[tirawn]

|| @exitiosae for neytiri

“Mrs. Sully!” A breath hisses within the exopack mask, he’s been running to catch up with the woman (yet it was tricky to track down a hunter who did not wish to be found, and he had a feeling this was the case, but a different part of him rejected the thought) His hand rises to his brow and sweeps in greeting. By that time he composed himself. “Iknimaya is soon." He says. "Neteyam goes. I’ve come to ask about it…  I wish to go too. With everyone."

[starsspin]

He had not set out to look for the once Padawan. He had no choice but to keep his head down. He helped where he could but sometimes the risk simply could not be taken, choices he would have to live with, made easier in the balance in the times those risks could be taken.

At first he thinks he is seeing things, a part of him desperate to see old friends and familiar faces. He almost keeps walking, tells himself to keep walking, yet he pauses and turns. “Ashoka.” The name is softly spoken, not loud enough to attract attention to himself, but if it was her, he knows she would hear it.

@exitiosae ┊┊*ੈ✩‧₊˚ a dad and daughter reunion

[tahnisreu]

@exitiosae​ || Mighty Hunters stalking a.. shy plant.

The rain had ended not long ago but water still fell from the canopy above, making its long journey down below to the forest floor. It was peaceful and quiet, save for some hushed murmurings and stifled laughter. Everything felt like it had gone to sleep for a while, seeking shelter and warmth. It felt like the entire forest was left just for them.

“Quiet!” Addi hushed, gesturing with her hand to lower it down as she took careful steps forward. Somehow, noise seemed to carry. They might have been hunting something grand, stalking their prey with measured steps while staying low. Instead, their prey was indifferent to how loud they were being, seeing as how it was a plant.

The whole venture was her idea, seeing as how she wanted a photo of a helicoradian up close but nothing in the databases held any such images. She resorting to having to get one herself... however she wasn’t keen on doing it by herself. So she waited out most of the morning for the perfect moment to spring her ‘brilliant’ idea on someone; that someone being Kiri. 

" If we get too loud it might scare it off and I want to see how close we can get. ”

[petitsdieu]

𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅 ‘𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆’ 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒆’𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏.

“I know, only yours.” If it hadn’t been obvious, she wanted to make it clear she was not seeing anyone else. That he’s the only one she’s giving her attention, love, and devotion to. That he’s the only one she wants to give anything to. And it fills her with an unexplainable warmth to hear him say it. She longed to belong to something. Someone.

It’s hurting her, though, to leave him. Wishing she didn’t have to go back to her planet the next day. Wishing she could just stay with him. Wishing he didn't have to leave either whenever he does. As fucked as it is, sometimes she finds herself longing for those weeks when they had to survive together. She had stalled before, for different reasons, but if she knew what she knew now maybe she would have put extra effort into it. And just like then, she tries to find ways to stall still. Coming up with excuses not to go home was an art at this point. If art was subsistence.

“Are you mine?” She leans forward, in almost a whisper. "I think you're mine."

ft. @exitiosae