just peachy

- 🍑⋆˚⌞ a 21+ preferred __(no one under 20!)__ space to express ourselves as artistic adults! ⌝⟡

- 🍑⋆˚⌞ a community where we foster creativity as a whole, and encourage those to get their creative outlets off the back-burner as much as they can. ⌝⟡

- 🍑⋆˚⌞ a place where you can yap and info dump to your heart's content! ⌝⟡

- 🍑⋆˚⌞ a community where we SUPPORT each other via sharing our wins, manifesting, asking for and receiving helpful advice, venting, setting up reminders, and a place where you can talk freely about your mental, physical, and chronic illnesses. ⌝⟡

- 🍑⋆˚⌞ overall, a place for artist and writers, especially (but those with other hobbies such as reading, gaming, music, coding, and so on are welcome here as well!) can truly have a space to just be. ⌝⟡

- 🍑⋆˚⌞ and, bonus: if you're a little witchy... we have a bot that does daily horoscopes, tarot pulls, and rune casting! ⌝⟡

- 🍑⋆˚⌞ and! bonus bonus: more to come in the future! ⌝⟡

eden was born to separatist parents. when they discovered she was highly force-sensitive, it scared them. they decided they couldn’t raise a child of this affliction — but who would they give her to? certainly not the jedi. so, to dathomir it was — they left eden on the nightsister’s proverbial doorstep, and life with the sisters is all eden has ever known.

eden was off playing by herself, as she so often did, when the dathomirian massacre happened. she felt a shift in the air — one of danger, of impending doom — and then she saw it all in a vision, right where she stood, hundreds of yards away. as soon as she found her barrings, she fled in the direction of her sisters, desperate to make it to them in time, to help them, but byt the time she got there, it was too late — there was nothing left of them.