multicultural club but we just eat yogurt

i love palestinian and arab culture so much.

my grandma wearing thobes around the house and making us tamriyeh. my cousins wedding when we all wore thobes and keffiyehs and took photos downtown and we danced with someone playing the guitar on the street and this lady stopping us to tell us we all looked so beautiful. walking the graduation stage in a thobe. the girl who liked to guess arab peoples ethnicities telling me "you're wearing tatreez... do you want me to write 'palestinian' on your forehead?" the keffiyeh my brother keeps on the drivers seat of his car.

my dad sending me off to my last semester of college with 2 pomegranates and a jar of palestinian olive oil. my cousins wife coming up with new ways to make zaatar and cheese pastries. me and my grandma sitting on the floor and making waraq 3neb- my job was to separate the leaves so she could roll them easier. my mom sending me and my brother to school with eid cookies for my teachers and tasking us with delivering some to the neighbors. my aunt glaring at me and piling more food on my plate and then asking if i was still hungry (i wasnt). my mom always telling me to invite my friends and cousins over for dinner and asking me what they like to eat. my family getting my dad knafeh instead of cake for his birthday. the man who told me i made the "best fetteh in the western hemisphere".

the man in the shawarma shop who gave me my fries for free and baklava i didnt order because we spoke about being palestinian while he took my order. the person on tumblr who i bonded with because we are from the same palestinian city. the girl i met on campus who exclaimed "youre palestinian? me too!" because i was wearing my keffiyeh. the girl in my class that showed me the artwork about palestine her dad made and donated for fundraising. the couple in the grocery store who noticed my palestinian shirt and talked with me for 20 minutes and ended up being a family friend. the silly palestinian kids i tutored sighing in disappointment when i told them i was born in america because they were hoping that id have been born "somewhere cooler". my friends family who bought me dinner despite me being there by chance and having met me for the first time the day before.

the boys starting uncoordinated dabke lines in my high school's hallways. the songs about the longing and love for our land. the festivals and parties and gatherings where everything smells like shisha and oud. memories of waiting in the car for an hour as my parents talked at the doorway of their friends homes. my cousins and i showing up at each others homes with cake or fruit or games as if it was the first time we ever visited even though we always say "you dont have to".

kids stubbornly helping to clean and make tea after a meal while being told to go sit down because they are guests. the necklaces in the shape of our home countries. people hugging and laughing and acting as if theyve known each other for years because they come from the same city or know people with the same last name. the day i finally got to bully my friends into letting me pay the bill because i had a job and they were still students. my moms friend who calls us every time she's at the grocery store to see if we need something

palestinian people are so resilient and hardworking and charitable. they love their culture and their community and are so quick to share and welcome anyone in. everyday i am so thankful and proud to be part of such a warm and lovely culture

I think my life would be fixed if I fell asleep at a beautiful 8 pm and woke up at a beautiful 4 am bc it means I’m asleep when most people are awake and I’m awake when most people are asleep and honestly? Couldn’t ask for more

i don’t use tumblr a whole lot, but here’s my mostly-finished dainix!! @comicaurora

At the discount grocery store here we grabbed some stuff for our stay. I grabbed some yogurt- I’m not an all the time yogurt person but they had passion fruit which is my favorite.

Later putting groceries away my betrothed said, “I can’t wait to try the water buffalo yogurt.”

I looked up, confused. “The one with the buffalo on the label, you mean? Why?”

They looked surprised, “Because it’s made from water buffalo milk?”

“It’s made from water buffalo milk?!”

“What did you think that meant? They can’t lie about it!”

“I thought it was just their brand name or like, their mascot. It’s really water buffalo yogurt??”

“Yes!” They replied, laughing at my obliviousness.

I’m having it for breakfast. It’s okay. Little watery. You can really taste the buffalo.

hehehehehehe

Sooo this is how 04 mikey got his caaaatttttt she was in the traaaaash he loves her so much <3

04 intro post

Yogurt’s mechanic uniform!!

I like to imagine that though she primarily works on stuff like extreme gear, flying cars, etc. she really enjoys working on old retro cars, motorcycles, planes and engines

Sure barely anyone uses stuff like this nowadays but she loves to nerd out and work on them whenever one passes through her shop, she had always had a soft spot for the old school stuff

The love between Gawain and my Father should be studied

The red spot is a chili flake

The red spot is a chili flake... (context)

Whoever invented lowfat yogurt should die like a dog in the streets

the sillies playing monopoly and having so much fun!! (ranmaru owns exactly one property. they are halfway through the game)

Hey there! Just comin by to ask, what would the characters in your mob au react to a human stumbling into their territory?

Also here’s some fanart of Mob Wally cuz zamn he’s pretty snazzy I’m ngl

And a lil comic of my oc meeting the mob (being a lil shit and tryin to rob them) cuz GOD I’ve been brainrottinf over this au for like weeks now

O shidididdidid hey gamer! Iv seen most of your posts of the ol au since like- day one! :000 specially of ya boi Colt! (I will die for them btw HDHJS they nicely scratch the ol yeehaw side of my brain)

Also for them stumbling into humans? It heavily depends on the context, but for them they have seen some s h i d dawg- grotesque foul monstrous monstrosities- so seeing a human as muppets would be the same as humans seeing muppets-"huh- that's neat" HDHDJDN

but they would treat em as any ol random muppet who decides to get a lil sippy at the bar (it's not like there is a size difference anyway, considering howdy barnaby and poppy are all around 6-8 feet tall) there is basically no difference besides humans bleed differently

adhd is when you shoot for the moon but you forgot the rocket fuel and by the time you realize it everyones already on the moon and then you panic and crash into the sun and it explodes

T-shirt that says "got yogurt?" with Gilear on the back

gansey having a level ten crisis over his forbidden crush giving him the fruit at the bottom of her yogurt cup was the most unserious yet most relatable moment in all of literature