I Miss Them A Bit

"But I finished [Near and Mello] together as a set, and although they aren’t particularly laid out as such, I still feel a bit like they’re twins." —Obata Takeshi

whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same:

i. low sky, mahmoud darwish. ii. the world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire, ritika jyala. iii. kadan, 2008. iv. the dreamers, gilbert adair. v. @nathanielorion vi. nagiko, 2016. vii. elektra, sophokles (tr. anne carson). viii. wishbone, richard siken. ix. inbred, ethel cain. x. the boy who, tirol. xi. monster portraits, del samatar and sofia samatar. xii. in the field, @nathanielorion xiii. death note, "use" ch77. xiv. gut symmetries, jeanette winterson. xv. mystic union; fire and wine: poems, john gould fletcher. xvi. @inukai_0055, twitter. xvii. the carnivorous lamb, agustín gómez-arcos. xviii. my sister, the serial killer, oyinkan braithwaite. xix. the beatrice letters, lemony snicket (text); a quiet visitor, holly warburton (art); @unpardonablesins (edit). xx. ada, vladimir nabokov. xxi. this is how you lose the time war, amal el-mohtar. xxii. the borgias, s3e10, showtime. xxiii. @antaarf xxiv. @vilicity xxv. @boymiffy

Luke Skywalker The Mandalorian S2E8

Have you heard of the boy who held kindness close even though anger is an option?

I have.

His eyes contained the forests that hold our life; green and nature-blessed. And, his hair remains grown, messily arranged — it contains memories, not so kind, but hopeful to the eye. The base of his cheeks are four-leaved clovers: luck, pure luck has brought him here.

I have known of him.

I have known of him. His sense of a squirrel. As they plant trees with their acorns in the soil. As he does good with anger burning in the air. As he cries, with his head upon my shoulder. Cheeks dampening the side of my shirt.

I have known.

I have known his kind smile (not forced, never forced) and I see his lips fumble, fumbling, upon the overwhelming comfort.

Stupid, stupid man. The world does not deserve his kindness, they do not deserve him, and his sense of a squirrel, and his hopeful eyes to a trivial, humane need such as comfort.

Whatever labour they have done, they brought upon this man. Of good and gold. Of nature and luck. Of peace, never-ending peace.

Of kindness over anger.

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“girl math girl dinner girl rot why did girls fight for rights now I have to go to my 9/5 embrace your femininity born to be silly forced to be in stem there’s no reason not to have your nails done don’t smile it’ll create wrinkles be a trad wife I was born to stay home and cook every girls Roman Empire is to be skinny” I am hunting you down with a bat stop fucking infantilizing stop generalizing stop labeling stop boxing us all up into niches and cores and mood boards. can we not just exist………can we CAN WE????

Rewatching "A New Hope" now and enchanted by many details. I like how slow it feels, compared to the prequels films, how the shots linger where appropriate, so you can appreciate the charming and impressive special effects, and how you're left to figure out a lot about this strange sci-fi universe here as you go.

But most of all, I think I'm enjoying the fact that one of Luke's first few lines is him basically calling Tatooine a shithole. "Well, if there's a bright center of the universe, you're on the planet that it's farthest from." What a snarky bitch. I love him.

It's funny that there's a bit of a fandom perception that Leia is the constantly angry one and Luke is comparably sunny and sweet, but Luke is pissed the fuck off a lot of the time too! He's keeping up a smile here and there, sure, but his life sucks! He just channels that anger into rescuing princesses and blowing up Death Stars, apparently. (And Leia can also be very sweet and friendly and caring!)

Like, Luke and Leia both become more emotionally in-tune with themselves as they grow over the course of this trilogy; they're pretty emotionally intelligent and stable considering everything they've been through. Luke learns to face his fears to better know himself and become a Jedi. But at the same time, I think that Luke has to learn how to do that emotional searching, it's not really natural to him, because this farmboy is at heart partially a "flying off to a nicer planet to get this 'therapy' thing is expensive, getting in your speeder and shooting womp rats until you don't care anymore is cheap" kind of guy.

sorry for the lack of art. have this 2 month old piece that i still adore to this day (UNCLE BOBA FOR THE WIN)(it's ok if u guys ship them tho i don't mind :D)