Ways of saying "go to hell!" or "go fuck yourself!" in Catalan
Tired of someone's bullshit? Can't stand them anymore? Here's some things to tell them!
Tell them to go...
a escampar la boira: to spread the mist
a cagar: to take a shit
a cagar a la via: to take a shit on the railroad tracks
a pastar fang: to knead mud
a fer la mà: to do the hand
a fregir raves: to fry radishes
a fregir espàrrecs: to fry asparagus
a parir panteres: to give birth to panthers
a prendre pel cul: to take in the ass
a prendre pel sac: to take in the sack
a la merda: to the shit
a fer punyetes: to do lace cuffs
a fer piles: to pile up stuff
a rodar: to roll down
a Can Pistraus (or Pistracs): to Pistraus House ("to go to Pistraus House" can also be an euphemism to mean "to die")
al carall: to heck
a dida: to the wet nurse
al botavant: to the boarding pike
al diable: to the devil
a passeig: to take a walk (it's ruder than it sounds)
al cony de ta mare: to your mother's cunt
a malguany: to (be) damn
a la quinta forca: to the 5th gallow (it's an expression that means "very far away")
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FIC: Severed Bonds (Interlude)
Summary: Edge, Jedi Knight, is lost in a Galaxy without the Jedi Order and the only one left to him is one who already betrayed them all.
Tags: Spicyhoney, Star Wars AU, Darkfic, Angst, Minor Character Deaths, Friends to Enemies to ?, Hatesex…?, Trauma, Implied Possible Insanity, Rough Sex
Read the tags! This is dark and angsty, but it hurts too good to stop.
Chapter One
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It felt good to strip off his robes and sink into the fragrant tub of steaming water. Edge didn’t want to think about how much of their precious credits this cost; he only wanted to be clean in a way that sonic showers didn’t allow. The water was perfumed with some sort of oil that left it silky against his bones and smelling sweetly fresh.
The Jedi spoke against too much indulgence of worldly pleasures, but in Edge’s opinion, a bath was a necessity, not an extravagance.
Rus was the one who chose to stop here on Oawo. He'd chosen to land at a trading post far outside the larger main one where most of the ships went through and he walked through the streets with the confidence of one who'd been here before. Edge only followed him, distantly curious as Rus led him to an excessively large building, the sign in a language that Edge did not know. It was something of a pleasant surprise to find it was a bathhouse and a private one at that, though Edge quickly guessed it wasn’t the luxurious tubs that most of their clients came for.
The door creaked and Edge opened his sockets warily, his hand hovering over the lightsaber set close by before seeing it was only Rus joining him. Several of the bath attendants had given them both speculative looks and despite Rus's curt assertion they wouldn't need help, he didn't trust that none of them would make the attempt to earn an extra credit or two.
“comfortable?” Rus asked as he toed off his boots.
“I am,” Edge admitted. Space was cold, always; no matter how often Edge added another layer of clothing or raised his temperature through the Force, space travel left him with a persistent chill and the heat sinking into his bones was soothing after so many weeks.
He watched as Rus stripped off his own robes, tossing them carelessly atop of Edge’s carefully folded ones.
For all the sex they’d had, this was the first time he’d had a chance to truly look at the changes wrought on Rus’s bones. Their couplings were often in the dark or with only enough clothing pulled aside to allow it. Rus did not shy away from his gaze and the sight of his bones stole away some of Edge's contentment. They were littered with scars, untold stories of pain written across them in roughly healed ridges and visible cracks.
There was a fresh bruise on one hip bone, but that was one Edge suspected he’d left himself.
Rus climbed into the tub directly across from Edge and his pleasured sigh as he sank into the water was filled with more honest emotion than he normally showed in a handful of days put together.
They sat for a time in silence, chin-deep in the delicately scented bath. Steam rose from the water as fresh was constantly pumped into the tub, and if Edge let his thoughts fall idle, he could pretend this was another time, another place where Rus was his closest friend and the Jedi--
“we can’t stay here long,” Rus said languidly, spoiling Edge's all-too-brief fantasy. “the only reason no one is bursting in here with blasters firing is they're terrible shots and they like their lives more than the possibility of money.”
Edge didn’t question the truth of that. The bathhouse matron had been willing enough to take their credits but the pointed way she avoided looking at them spoke of one who did not want to get involved.
“Why did we stop here to begin with?” Their fuel supply was still good for a few weeks as were their provisions.
Rus trailed his fingers through the silky water, raised them dripping wet to flick droplets at Edge. “you always hated being filthy. always bitched about the sonic showers and how water was the only way to actually be clean.”
“I don’t bitch,” Edge protested automatically.
Laughter echoed in the room and Rus shook his head. “no, not you, never. not if it was about being tired or cold, or even wet. but dirty? That mission on botav, you never stopped complaining about the mud, said you could feel it in your joints, you—”
Rus trailed off, his amusement fading. It was as if some part of himself had broken free for a moment, only to be dragged back in by the darkness that haunted him, imprisoning him once again. Edge closed his sockets, leaning back into the heated water, but his previous contentment eluded him.
There was nothing but the burble of water, nothing but Rus sitting on the bench across from him, Rus with his gaunt cheek bones and the ever-present shadows beneath his sockets, and Edge didn’t think. He reached out and caught hold of Rus’s wrist, watched his sockets fly open as he yanked, pulling Rus clumsily into his lap.
“you’ll get us kicked out,” Rus said, but he didn’t struggle, allowed Edge to pull his pelvis tight against his own.
“We’ll leave a tip,” Edge told him, roughly. He didn’t wait, raising Rus up and lowering him back down at an angle that allowed him to slide inside. Relished his gasp, his hoarse cries as he rocked Rus in his lap, groaning at the exquisite tightness, the softness that clenched around him with every slow thrust.
The rising pleasure wasn’t enough, was never enough. Edge allowed his shields to drop, felt Rus doing the same, and his Force-touch was as open as always, hiding nothing from him. But as exposed as he was, Edge still couldn’t reach him, couldn’t dig through the maze of chaos to find him, not if Rus didn’t allow it.
His gaping soul was an illusion, a lie, and Edge thrust harder, dragging Rus against him, fucking into him and he could make Rus cry out, could make him writhe and convulse and beg him for more, but he couldn’t make him show himself, could touch him with the Force but couldn’t find where he was hiding in his own mind.
In the end, Edge had to surrender to the pleasure of his own body, coming with a desperate groan even as Rus did the same, the water around them clouding briefly with their release before the pumps swept it away.
Rus sagged against him, panting, and his smirk was blurred with contentment...and something else. Victory, Edge thought, and had to stifle a blurt of resentment, choking it off in calm.
It wasn’t enough to keep him from pushing Rus off his lap, more roughly than he’d intended. His smirk only widened, and Edge ignored it, sinking down to his chin in the hot water.
They’d need to leave soon enough, and he intended to enjoy what was left of their bath, as much as he could.
At least this indulgence was something he could control.
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