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xray-vex · 1 year
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RIP Ed Teach you would have loved shark hand puppets & thought they were hilarious
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lxmonrxse · 5 months
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erm basking sharks are better
SO YOU LIKE FRILLED SHARKS ON STEROIDS HUH?? PATHETIC.
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ominouspuff · 3 months
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Kote’s House
Kote’s first house is a pathetic thing, and he is incurably proud of it. The twi’lek he purchased it from very evidently could not make up his mind what to do with a man that grinned while he haggled, but it was the first time Kote had haggled over a purchase of his very own. He had thoroughly enjoyed it.
The house is built for one being, and a compact being at that, but Kote doesn’t have much. Moving in is quick, and most of his efforts during the next few days after go into attempting ambitious repairs for things he doesn’t know the first thing about. 
His plumbing is an issue, he knows. Something is getting blocked up. Somehow while trying to fix the kitchen tumbler, his fresher spout explodes.
He hadn’t kept his new house a secret from anyone by any means, but it is still surprising when Fox barges in through his jamming front door. He finds Kote on the floor in his cramped kitchen while the fresher rains water in the adjacent room, laughing so hard and so crippled with delight that he can’t get up.
He tries to explain how wonderful it is —
“I-I have to fix my plumbing on my own, vod—”
—but judging by Fox’s single raised eyebrow he knows it doesn’t translate.
Fox, it turns out, is moving into the neighborhood. Kote doesn’t ask about the house Fox already has — the house he has visited, which is very nice and fancy — or point out that Fox’s contract there cannot possibly be up, which begs the question of why he’s here in Kote’s neighborhood — except that Kote already knows the answer to that question. So he doesn’t ask.
Fox doesn’t show him any grace or forbearance, though.
“Don’t even know how to fix a damn pipe, front lining show-off—” His brother snarls, but it is muffled; his top half had to go down beneath the floor they’d pried up to get at the plumbing issue.
“So that’s what they had you doing all these years.” Kote says, because he really is in a criminally good mood. He barely ducks the foot-long pipe Fox throws at his head, feeling giddy.
He makes dinner that night in thanks. Fox stays, ostensibly because now that he’s fixed the fresher he intends to use it, because his new house isn’t hooked up properly yet to all the supply lines and power grids. 
They choke on homemade tiingilar (vode-style; Kote can’t pretend at the real thing yet) so heavily spiced it’s got grit to it that sticks between the teeth. It’s disgusting, but Cody had bought fifteen different spices and while usually he likes to keep his approach to the unknown more cautious, more methodical, he couldn’t think of anything he wanted to do more than use them all at once for the first time. 
Wolffe joins them not long after; brings a few others along by recommending the apartment he picks out, so that soon most of the complex is taken up by vode, Kote hears, but he doesn’t visit yet. Everyone’s too busy coming over to his house, it seems; filling up his kitchen and asking why he hasn’t fixed the trash disposal yet, why he doesn’t have a couch, doesn’t he know they’re all the rage among civilized folk?
Kote fixes the trash disposal with Rex, who is better at it than he is but says it’s only due to Skywalker’s influence on managing all things mechanical. 
“How is Skywalker?” Kote asks, and gets more than he bargained for over the next hour. At first he’s a bit off-put, because he’s trying to get dinner sorted again and he’s not been very fond of Skywalker at the best of times, but Rex is snorting out a story and laughing and it’s contagious, so Kote just resigns himself and settles in to enjoy.
Skywalker has little ones, now. Obi-Wan is the only one that can get them to sleep. Ahsoka is distressed; she knows better, but every instinct in her is apparently in agony over the little ones’ inability to eat meat yet. She obsesses over nutrients in their diet — which, given what tiny natborn humans primarily ingest in the early stages, makes for some slightly awkward conversations.
Rex helps with dinner afterward, and they take turns being incredulous over natborn baby facts, shoving around one another in the tiny, uncomfortable kitchen.
“What’s your next project?” Rex asks at one point, glancing sidelong with a cheeky look, and Kote levels his vegetable knife at him (he’s got a vegetable knife. Specifically for vegetables. It’s a very new concept). 
“I make everyone’s dinner on Tuangsdays.” He says. “I’m productive.”
Rex’s sharp-toothed grin turns thoughtful. “Yeah” He says. “Everyone loves coming here, you know. You could be the new 79’s.”
Kote knows. He plans and plots, and puts more work into researching recipes than he’s put into any research whatsoever in months. It feels a bit like coming out of a shore leave; his thoughts quicken and his excitement grows. He hunts down a market. He brings a bag. He shops, bargains, and returns victorious.
He sends out a few comms., and can’t help but shake his head and grin at how different the responses are. 
What a marvelous idea, Cody. His general — ex-general — says.
Yus pls, Ahsoka sends back, with some sort of strange tooka vidclip that dances with wiggly gyrations Kote can only assume indicate excitement.
Where is your house, Anakin says, blunt and to the point, and Kote can appreciate that. 
He sends the address. He cooks all day. The sun sets, and Fox and Wolffe arrive, already bickering, Rex trailing behind with a long-suffering look sent to Kote, begging commiseration.
“Ugh, don’t you ever stop smiling, now?” He gripes when Kote just grins at him. 
“Nope,” Kote says, unrepentantly.
He leaves the soup on the stove, simmering, and takes his cup of caf to the window. He leans on it, breathing in cool air, and just listens — listens to the squabbling as Wolffe gets on Fox’s case for not washing Kote’s dishes correctly the last time they visited. Hears the soft thumps of Rex sneaking into the cramped room Kote has set aside for plants and the sole pet he has; a pastel goullian, fins swaying ever so gently, permanent scowl in place. Thinks he catches, distantly, the sound of his remaining three guests (Padme couldn’t attend, and had made him feel very awkward by how thoughtfully she apologized for it) plodding up the hill. 
“Cody!” Ahsoka cries, coming into view and waving. 
Kote’s cheeks have stopped aching from all the smiling he’s gotten used to, so it’s easy to let another through.
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loveoaths · 1 year
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force sensitive!din is cool, but imagine how funny the reverse would be. force negative!din. his very presence is actively hostile to the force. jedi can’t track him because he simply does not show up on their radars. you try to force throw him and he just stands there like 🧍🏻‍♂️. being around him as a force sensitive person is like entering a cellular dead zone. there are no signals going in or out. grogu’s rapid force development happens because being around din and then leaving with luke was the jedi equivalent of rock lee removing his ankle weights and beating gaara’s ass. if the force is a telephone wire, din is the fucking boulder stapled to it. his very presence causes a vacuum in the force that the universe tries to correct by throwing more force at it, which is why the man suddenly can’t walk without running into a jedi these days. force negative!din, y’all.
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asoftepiloguemylove · 7 months
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laika and the pain of loss
Matthew Stover Revenge of the Sith // Laika in a flight harness (via wikipedia) // Aeschylus Aeschylus: The Oresteia // Haruki Murakami Sputnik Sweetheart // Olessya Turkina Soviet Space Dogs // Haruki Murakami Norwegian Wood // Ada Limon Sharks in the Rivers // Marina Tsvetaeva from a letter to Boris Pasternak // @fateology muttnik // H.D. Loss // Lavinia Greenlaw For the First Dog in Space // Why Laika the Space Dog is All Animals (via lakia magazine)
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padawansuggest · 3 months
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Wooley: *trots up to Obi-Wan and Cody in the store with a super ugly Christmas decoration in his hands* Dad, I want this.
Obi-Wan: *about to tell him sure because he’s never paid for anything in his life*
Cody: Absolutely not, that thing is ugly and we don’t need it.
Wooley: So is Skywalker and we keep him!
Anakin: :(
Obi-Wan: LMAO
Cody: Oh my god-
Wooley: Buy it for me or I’m gonna scream.
Obi-Wan: lol just buy it for him, babe.
Cody: Why am I the one buying it?
Obi-Wan: I’m not allowed to have credit cards.
Anakin: Padme lowered my allowance :/
Wooley: I’m an actual infant, I don’t have money.
Cody: Force- fine! Put it in the cart!
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punk-dad-sharkz · 28 days
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rex knows what m-count is but only because he asked obi-wan and he told him it was "moron count"
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alexbyrth · 2 months
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F-20 Tigershark
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thebadbatchfan · 3 days
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hello sharks (jennifer corbett) i’m asking for an investment of 1million credits (the last two episodes to be longer than an hour total) with an ownership of 99% (revealing CX-2 as Tech) in exchange I won’t be admitted to the psych ward <3
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montrosepretty · 10 months
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Loved her rendition of Dream It To Now at the annual feast of the seven {which takes place nightly}
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sharkgirldick · 4 months
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The "liberals" are saying the beloved Christian™ Christmas song I Want A Hippopotamus For Christmas is "fatphobic" and are DEMANDING that they change it to I Would Like To Consensually Meet A Gender Neutral Animal For Nonspecific Winter Holiday.
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marzipanandminutiae · 3 months
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[flirting] babygirl I used to be soooooo abnormal about Swan Queen
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blahajowner · 3 months
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“BUT THEY’LL FIND YOUR BONES-“ good. Let them. I’m going to fight in the skeleton war bitches, there’s no time to worry about my gender then.
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midnightcrisisstuff · 2 months
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a collection of the universes in which my partner and I are soulmates in <3
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theheirofthesharingan · 8 months
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It's criminal there isn't much content on Itachi and the Taka. He'd love them. And they would adore him. The path to Itachi's heart is through Sasuke. When he'd see there were people who loved his brother, were even ready to go full criminal mode just for his sake, and desert everything they believed in for Sasuke's sake, he would be overwhelmed.
The Taka would love him as well. They'd see he isn't the kind of person they believed he was. How he remains detached from everyone unless it's for or because of Sasuke. They'd be very much delighted and also overwhelmed to be around him. Because it's itachi.
They'd notice how he tries to remove himself from Sasuke's life, but can't. They'd play an important role in shaping the brothers' bonding that, if Itachi had lived, wouldn't be easy to heal.
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steve probably spent a lot of time bedridden or in hospital, and playing cards have always been cheap. i bet he knows how to count cards, got invited to play cards with the other candidates at camp lehigh on their first night, sharked the game, and never got asked to play again.
Also offers up the possibility of Steve and Bucky playing as a team, during the war, with Bucky card-counting and secretly signalling, while Steve (the guy with the USO money) pulls the big dumb blonde act, ('oh look fellas, my bet came through! what're the odds!') with his big blue eyes all innocent, every time he strikes it rich.
Takes the Howlies ages to catch on (and they can still never work out how exactly Sarge is signalling!)
Steve's photographic memory would probably come in super useful for this too...
Also: imagine Bucky trying to keep bedridden Steve entertained by learning...😬...magic card tricks. Only half works because he's so appallingly bad at it that Steve ends up laughing himself into a coughing fit.
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