my oc eidami!!
she was raised mandalorian, got seperated from her parents and vod'ika by the empire, and then refound them. eidami also has three (3) partners whom she loves very much.
this is her redesign, might post the original design for her later along with more of her story.
well look who it is. my old friend. the conses of my quences.
I've been fiddling with this on the buss. Once more, I'm not an expert, nor do I claim that I'm even correct lol. BUT! This is the rules I use for my own writing and I thought I'd share. It's very "laminated A3 in middle school classroom"-core if you know what I mean. Anyway, feedback is welcome!
I can't unsee this
reblog to blow up a transphobe
I exist to solely to rewatch Star Wars and create content on tumblr.
Am I the only one who sees 'togruta' and reads it as 'tortuga?'
I always have to do like a double-take or check my spelling because every time I come across the word 'togruta' my brain just immediately reads it as 'tortuga.'
Like, yeah no, makes total sense. Ashoka's a turtle. Yup, that checks out.
Even while writing this my brain's going 'tortuga.' I've had to backspace a few times because I kept spelling it 'tortuga' instead of 'togruta.'
Verbally too! When talking about togrutas if I don't accidentally say tortuga I'll take like way too fucking long to over-enunciate it to make sure I get it right so I don't look like an idiot.
Lots of thoughts recently. Everything feels plastic.
I could go on and on about why all that AI "art" is bad. I could mention theft, lack of creativity, it's impact on the work field and environment, but countless people have already said all that. I wanted to touch on something that to me is the most utterly wrong about all of it.
Art is more than just something pretty to look at or listen to. It's therapeutic. It's a form of communication. A tool for human connection. It's a pure, human need.
Support real artists ☀️
In a peaceful, No O66 AU, Cody deserves to find a favorite bakery somewhere on Coruscant, somewhere he can order a whole box of buns and pastries to share with Obi-Wan in a Temple courtyard on some sunny day. Maybe they argue about raisins. Obi-Wan (old man-coded) is obviously very pro-raisin, but Cody finds them untrustworthy (buglike) and dislikes the way they disrupt an otherwise perfect texture (bread is perfect, to him).
If you would just try them you would like them, Obi-Wan would say, but Cody will not try them -- picks each raisin out of his pastry, in fact, and throws them to the birds. And Obi-Wan pretends he's not completely endeared by Cody's refusal to give up any crumb of bread that may be eatable. Maybe he Feels something, watching Cody's big capable hands carefully dissect a pastry, supremely fussy about what he wants and what he doesn't.
(It's just 🥺 so silly. And Obi-Wan has seen Cody's hands do so many unsilly things.)