Please Assume We Know What We're Talking About

Obi-wan: *taking a long drag of straight vodka* force, this tastes like shit. i miss spotchka. Fox: *head on table, only hair visible to the screen* hound brewed some brandy. obi-wan: *raises brow* and how's that going fox: i feel like i just downed paint thinner obi-wan: so well, then fox: fuckin' awesome

intersperced with

Obi-wan: did you hear the idiot from Corellia? Saying that they didn't want any aid from our troops? she's just going to allow her people to be taxed within their lives by the separatists fox: oh, that's nothing. after the meeting she tried to talk up the chancellor in order to get some mineral grants. it was honestly disgusting obi-wan: not while I'm drinking, fox. ew.

Obi-wan: i caught the tail end of Senator . . . Fox: *already groaning* bonteri obi-wan: *nodding profousely* bonteri's speech. there was not a word of sense in the entire damn thing, was there? unless I missed something fox: you missed more bullshit obi-wan: hm. I thought so

but while it's mainly just them bitching, they accidentally uncover Palpatine this way.

[Podfic] Though We May Roam | fic by @elismor

Star Wars: Waxer/Boil | T | Length: 3 mns

Six weeks dirtside without clippers or access to a barber droid will do that to a guy.

Qui-Gon lives AU but set during Clone Wars era.

yessss 🙌🏻✨

Waxers tummy troubles on Umbara

Tagged by the resplendent @raphaerolo ❤️

Have some of my Codywan situationship fic which I'm trying to pick away at. Because idk. Might as well try to give someone a happy ending even after breaking them horribly.

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He reached up and dragged a hand down over his face, tired beyond words suddenly. “Fine. Fine. Why don’t you and Cody come for dinner tomorrow night?”

“Both of us?” Rex asked. His lips twitched. “You sure you want a witness for this conversation?”

Obi-Wan gestured to Feemor. “I already have a jailor and permanent witness to my shame,” he said waspishly. “What’s one more?”

Rex clearly choked back his laughter and got to his feet. “All right,” he said. “We’ll be here.”

Obi-Wan looked down at the cards in his hands and went back to shuffling them in a bid to rid himself of the anxious energy thrumming through his veins. “If he’d rather not, please comm in advance so we know not to expect you,” he said softly.

“I’m pretty sure wild banthas couldn’t keep him away,” Rex said.

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I have big bags of legos numbered 1, 2, 3, 4, and.......6. With a loose cockpit window.

And little bags numbered 2, 4, 5, and 6.

I did get this second hand, though they assured me that it was "brand new and unopened"

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I guess we'll find out shortly just how truthful that statement was 😆

On to big bag number 2!

he is soooooo small oh my glob

so much littler than his dad, look at them together 🥺❤️

*5 agonizing minutes later*

thank you sticker gods 🙏

victory!!!!!

I want to keep going but I'm looking at the clock and thinking it miiiiiiiight be a good idea to save the other half of this build for tomorrow.

Historically speaking, late-night me tends to uhhhhhh lose all hand eye coordination, patience, and ability to reliably interpret instructions.

Judging by the pieces, I think this section might be either finishing up the cockpit or starting on the engines

LET'S FIND OUT! 😄

... and thank you again sticker gods 🙏 I will have to provide tribute soon to repay you for you assistance on this project

However, peeking ahead in the instructions, it looks like section 5 is actually quite short? So maybe this little bag really is all I need! Here's hoping that's true!

In the meantime though, I've finally unearthed Greef Karga! All minifigs from this set are now assembled and chilling on the sidelines watching me finish this build 😄

I'll do my best to give this little audience a good show lol. Section 4 done, onward with section 5!

This kit did in fact have all the pieces, thank God. I'm so happy y'all don't even know lol.

Ke barjurir gar’ade, jagyc’ade kot’la a dalyc’ade kotla’shya. Train your sons to be strong but your daughters to be stronger. lit. “Raise your children, male children strong but female children stronger.”

Like, well, firstly, before we get into the important issue, my minor quibble: barjurir bothers me. It’s not conjugated when it should be. And, it seems misspelled; in other places, to educate or to raise children is not barjurir, it’s ba’jurir, note there’s only two r’s, not three (as a noun, bajur, and the beten is, well, whatever). It’s silly to argue with Traviss about a language she invented, and silly to get hung up when the language isn’t overly stringent on its grammar rules, but by the few she created, it should be actually: ke ba’juri…

The more pressing issue, however, this nonsense about raising sons and daughters differently. Like, it annoys me so much that Traviss wrote (expositionally) that Mandalorians do not have traditional gender roles, or any sort of gender roles, and yet she continues to do things like this. (I will not start on RepComm, most especially ImpComm right now.) It’s even just weird, generally, when their language itself doesn’t even typically have gender. The pronouns and nouns are all gender neutral. Their adjectives male and female are used only when very strictly necessary; so, frankly, like never. It just baffles me how she can write such a saying while simultaneously trying to say that there is complete gender equality in Mandalorian culture.

I suppose it comes across to some as odd that I’m complaining about something that is apparently upholding Mandalorian women as the stronger. Well, it rubs me a little wrong because it implies that women are inherently not as strong, so they have to be trained to be stronger? Or something to that effect. I’m also not really about false flag Strong Women™ who are really just considered Strong™ because they are “like men”.

Like … in the past, and even now, my brain struggles to process this phrase within the context of mandalorian culture as it is developed, written, and shown … and the only time I can make sense of it is within the context of a society that, while they don’t recognize gender, recognize the role that gender plays in a larger society actively trying to snuff them out.

Because how many instances have we seen of societies that don’t follow or recognize a gender binary have people within those cultures face extreme hardship and violence for failing to adhere to strict gender roles of the more powerful societies they have to navigate? In this case, navigating the Republic as the Republic clearly have gender roles that are expected to be followed.

So then is this phrase meant to indicate a raising of children based on surviving a harsher galaxy where they may not always be able or allowed to be who they are? Can it be? Is that something we can twist the original toxic meaning to allow it to become?

But even so, it still causes a rift — discordance in what is mandalorian (not recognizing gender) and what isn’t (emphasizing specific gender binary). 

Even more insidiously, it demonizes weakness and softness in it’s implied condemnation of “not strong,” — it’s an important mechanism to perpetuate toxic masculinity while under the “innocent” guise of empowering women. And if a daughter is not strong, is that her failing, or her parents? Her family’s? If she then comes to be hurt in some way, is it because she was not strong enough? Is it then her fault?

Victim blaming is insidious, and easily stems from common phrases that were so innocuous on first glance. Then there’s a lot to be said about this phrase and it’s purpose in the grand scheme of things as KT writes mandalorians — that is, there’s a lot of female-coded labor that is purely expected and hoisted onto the shoulders of all the women that she writes, and to a degree that renders her female characters not as individuals with autonomy but servants to perform that labor that “of course” the men can’t (emotional labor,  “housekeeping” and “cooking/cleaning” that’s traditionally coded as “women’s jobs”). The woman is expected to act as the foundation and hold up the clan, and it is ultimately a thankless job that can (and often is) taken for granted.

I’m really concerned about the demonization of “not strong” as a serious issue, not just because traditional femininity is coded as soft and fragile, but that the idea of a person being soft and fragile is no longer someone deserving respect — and that is something that leads to dehumanization, and abuse. 

And for a series that so carefully emphasizes that Mandalorians mark helmets to indicate disabilities as both a badge and a quick forewarning to prepare the person who approaches of any issues so that they can accommodate any disabilities, why then have a phrase that flies in the face of that kind of mindset and culture? Because having a disability is usually coded as not strong, especially when they are not “earned in battle,” ie another facet of the toxic meaning of strength. 

Or is it a different kind of strength, and thus our translation is then lacking? Not strong in the physical brutal way, but strong in the way that it means to survive anything? Because even weak, fragile things can and do survive in the face of adversity — and is that something that we can then use to restructure the phrase, to give it an alternative meaning or connotation that translates more appropriately?

Untitled Spreadsheet - PRIVATE

Chapter 7 - Talk

Word Count: 1449

Content: everyone in the 212th are both Cody and Kenobi's wingmen, brotherly teasing, listen they are openly flirting in this one and Cody is being a disaster about it all, someone give Rex an award for dealing with this man

For @literallyjustanerd, based on this post

Mando'a Guide shebs - ass vod - brother/sister/sibling Kote - glory; used here as Cody's real name before it was simplified to 'Cody' taylir gar kovid olar bal jii - keep your head here and now ibic linibar gar mirda - this needs your mind ori'vod - big brother/sister/sibling jetiise - Jedi (plural; singular is jetii)

“Come on, General!” a shiny shouted, not noticing Cody’s presence. “Kick his shebs!”

Cody leaned a little to see through the crowded troopers. On the practice mat he saw two men; one trooper, down to just his blacks - Boil, by the looks of it, and General Kenobi. He was in a simple tunic, plain colors, like most of his clothing. Sweat was dripping down his face, but he smirked as he spoke quietly to his opponent. 

Cody suddenly felt that the room was far too hot, and his armor was too constricting.

Ventress and her obsession with Obi-Wan.

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@shukruut // Art // purge trooper cody/emperor obi-wan // 2021

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@wolviecat // Art // sex pollen // 2024

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@i-degrinald // Art // sith // 2020

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@autumnalfallingleaves // Art // modern au: rural type jobs (farmer/cowboy/ homesteader) // 2024

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@zyphnn // Art // flimsiwork and tea // 2023

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@wrennette // Art // post war (no order 66) // 2022

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@greendragon995 // Art // purge trooper cody/emperor obi-wan // 2021

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@cillyscribbles // Art // purge trooper cody/emperor obi-wan // 2021

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@zyphnn // Art // nature // 2022

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@nhyhu // Art // nan // 2023

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@librarian-glasses // Fic // sith au // 2021

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@ouzoa11-writes // Fic // jedi/sith artifact shenanigans // 2021

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@xwingsandlaserswords // Fic // fantasy // 2020

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@daughterofdungeonbat // Fic // post war (no order 66) // 2022

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@Siderea // Fic // bondage // 2023

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@unole_fawn1010 // Fic // nan // 2024

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@boybandjediorder // Fic // original kenobi series scripthurt/comfortonly one bed // 2024

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@buckytheboss // Fic // sith au // 2021

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@ellie1366 // Fic // lightsaber // 2021

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@cjwritesfanficnow // Fic // after the war // 2024

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