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that quote like “god gave us transness for the same reason he made grapes but not wine; yeast but no loaves — so we may partake in the divine act of creation”

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“After learning my flight was detained 4 hours, I heard the announcement: If anyone in the vicinity of gate 4-A understands any Arabic, Please come to the gate immediately. Well—one pauses these days. Gate 4-A was my own gate. I went there. An older woman in full traditional Palestinian dress, Just like my grandma wore, was crumpled to the floor, wailing loudly. Help, said the flight service person. Talk to her. What is her Problem? we told her the flight was going to be four hours late and she Did this. I put my arm around her and spoke to her haltingly. Shu dow-a, shu- biduck habibti, stani stani schway, min fadlick, Sho bit se-wee? The minute she heard any words she knew—however poorly used— She stopped crying. She thought our flight had been canceled entirely. She needed to be in El Paso for some major medical treatment the Following day. I said no, no, we’re fine, you’ll get there, just late, Who is picking you up? Let’s call him and tell him. We called her son and I spoke with him in English. I told him I would stay with his mother till we got on the plane and Would ride next to her—Southwest. She talked to him. Then we called her other sons just for the fun of it. Then we called my dad and he and she spoke for a while in Arabic and Found out of course they had ten shared friends. Then I thought just for the heck of it why not call some Palestinian Poets I know and let them chat with her. This all took up about 2 hours. She was laughing a lot by then. Telling about her life. Answering Questions. She had pulled a sack of homemade mamool cookies—little powdered Sugar crumbly mounds stuffed with dates and nuts—out of her bag— And was offering them to all the women at the gate. To my amazement, not a single woman declined one. It was like a Sacrament. The traveler from Argentina, the traveler from California, The lovely woman from Laredo—we were all covered with the same Powdered sugar. And smiling. There are no better cookies. And then the airline broke out the free beverages from huge coolers— Non-alcoholic—and the two little girls for our flight, one African American, one Mexican American—ran around serving us all apple juice And lemonade and they were covered with powdered sugar too. And I noticed my new best friend—by now we were holding hands— Had a potted plant poking out of her bag, some medicinal thing, With green furry leaves. Such an old country traveling tradition. Always Carry a plant. Always stay rooted to somewhere. And I looked around that gate of late and weary ones and thought, This is the world I want to live in. The shared world. Not a single person in this gate—once the crying of confusion stopped —has seemed apprehensive about any other person. They took the cookies. I wanted to hug all those other women too. This can still happen anywhere. Not everything is lost.”

— Naomi Shihab Nye (b. 1952), “Wandering Around an Albuquerque Airport Terminal.” I think this poem may be making the rounds, this week, but that’s as it should be. 

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Anakin Skywalker

He was my biggest crush as a teen, and I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to draw him 🤓

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Father

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Star Wars travel is like “time and space aren’t real. You measure hyperspace with your heart.”

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Din in a Poncho? Now get this, Din wearing the Pink Poncho 😎

Taglist: @the-unkindled-queen​ @deafmandalorian​ @aesnawan @intricatecakes @kiwi-the-first @obirain

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Yes, I did it, another Grease AU drawing!! 🚙

Tag list:

@pro-fangirls-unsocial-life

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fives the first time he laid eyes on tup:

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cody looks at Anakin and all primitive instincts are activated

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sexiest part of the prequels for me is how fire is always present in significant moments of anakin’s life. in the phantom menace it’s qui-gon’s funeral pyre when obi-wan tells him he will be a jedi. in attack of the clones it’s in the room when he confesses to padmé and again in the tusken hut with shmi. creeping closer until revenge of the sith when it consumes him.

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Give me that space gay uniform Tatooine Cody with his space Tatooine husband STAT

Omg what have I done 😂 Very well. One Tatooine space gay uniform Cody wishing his space husband a good morning before going to care for the bantha herd.

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Always two, there are. No more, no less. A master and an apprentice.

STAR WARS: EPISODE I - THE PHANTOM MENACE dir. George Lucas | released May 19, 1999

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“Anakin! Anakin? Anakin. Anakin?! Anakin—”

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hey whats the top 10 most fucked up things about vaders suit i need to tell my non- anakin brainrot friends some fucked up shit

his ribcage getting ripped out to make way for the center console, which is pretty useless especially considering it controls all of his major functions and it's on his chest like a target. it seems pretty symbolic on palpatine's part, but, like, that's got to be so uncomfortable

the gasket of sith drugs that just automatically dispenses and he has no control over

the constant sensory deprivation/warping; he can't feel touch, can't feel what he touches, sees only in red, can't taste, and his sense of smell and hearing were both dialed up to 11 but the hearing is warped by the helmet and evidently the auditory implants feed all noise at similar volumes, meaning he has no sense of background noise and it's always overwhelming

the mask is held in place by needles stabbing into his face

its weight is crippling and the heaviest parts - the pauldron and the shin guards - are actually pretty useless to him, considering he can block blasterbolts with his hands and his lightsaber. he's essentially dragging around 100-120lbs of sheet metal for no reason, considering the pauldron alone was like, 75lbs. that's a hefty amount of weight, especially for a guy down both legs.

the actual prosthetics being shit is really nightmarish, but the fact that vader can't access them to clean them daily, and the stumps can't be cleaned or taken care of daily, would undoubtedly lead to constant skin infections, pressure ulcers, the works. burned skin is also really delicate, and no doubt burn scars against leather feels like hell, probably.

this should rate higher than it does but the fact that vader doesn't choose anything about his appearance or how the suit functions, despite being constantly beholden to it, is freaky as hell. it's also terrible that, after the physical trauma of mustafar, he went through a lengthy surgery without general anaesthetic that involved a lot of his organs and bones being ripped out, replaced, and then had to get zippered back up and debrided til kingdom come.

he had to get scrubbed of necrotic skin every month by droids, which was, i imagine, horrendous, and pretty much just a walkthrough of the original agony of the surgery

metal organs, which just seems like it would not feel comfortable to move, sit, or sleep with

he can't take his own helmet off. he has to have assistance, even in a hyperbaric chamber. he's so out of his own control that he can't even choose to take his own mask off, because the pauldron is so heavy and in the way he can't lift up and straight enough to get it off himself.

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Obi-Wan, jumping out a four story window just so he can dropkick Grievous in the face. Cody: 'He's so pretty and so fucking stupid.'

Rex: What do you like in a man?

Cody: Okay so like. Intelligence, but an absolute lack of common sense, you get me? Also pretty and probably a slut.

Rex: *bodily turning him so they can watch Obi-Wan jump out the window* I think I’ve found your dream man, hon. Also if you look at my general, who also fits that description perfectly, I’ll stuff you out the airlock.

Cody, crying a little: He’s so pretty and stupid, did you know one time I found him asking a medic what he should expect if he stays awake for more than five days in a row. He’s so. Self destructive.

Rex: Mine recently asked for a list of spiders that will poison him if he eats them. You’re lucky.