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[boromirswife]

GEGG WARS + The Mincing Mockingbird Guide to Troubled Birds

[pacozeacom]

Detienen a segundo implicado por asesinato de turista mexicana en Costa Rica

Detienen a segundo implicado por asesinato de turista mexicana en Costa Rica

Un hombre de 44 años que presentaba algunas lesiones en su cuerpo fue detenido por la Fiscalía de Costa Rica  como sospechoso de participar el domingo en el homicidio de la turista mexicana, María Trinidad Mathus

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[boromirswife]

(I said I would build the GEGG WARS fandom with my own two hands)

[ernaehrunghandbuch]

Eine Frage des Stils: Wie kommt der Korken aus der Flasche?

Man könnte sagen, der Mathus ist ein Korkenzieher, ist er aber nicht. Er ist genau genommen ein Korkendreher, und das Design geht auf Modelle aus dem 19. Jahrhundert zurück.

[ss-story]

OCtober 5th: Babysitting

OCtober Challenge

Author’s Notes: I’m pretty damn tired from work but fuck if I’m not gonna at least try to write something tonight. There are no, like, real babies in my stories but I can easily make do. This one’s about Mathus and Aldric.

“I”m pretty sure I am dying.”

“I’m pretty sure you’re being over-dramatic.” 

And that, Aldric knew. He was fully well aware of how childish he had been acting, but he was sick and felt as though he deserved to be just a little pissy about it. He did feel sorry for his husband, who was tasked with the job of caring for him and ensuring that he stay in bed, away from his desk. Aldric didn’t appreciate having to be babysat, but he was absolutely terrible at taking care of himself, and Mathus knew that he’d attempt to work through his cold. 

“Can I at least have a legal pad and pen so that I can draft out my will?” 

“Oh, my god,” Mathus sighs, rolling his eyes as he passes a glass of water and some pills to Aldric. “Take your medicine, you big baby.”

“You’re just afraid that I’ll write you out of it for being rude to me while I”m sick.” 

It wasn’t often that Supernaturals fell sick from human illnesses like the common cold or the flu. Aldric was one of the unlucky few that actually could contract such things, and he despised it. Mathus’s body temperature ran so incredibly high that any virus wouldn’t survive, so there was no fear of him getting sick as he cared for his husband.

“Oh, yeah, I can imagine reading it,” Mathus chuckles, settling into bed next to Aldric and letting his husband curl up next to him to soak up his warmth. “’To my wonderful and patient husband who cared for me in my final hours, who held me through the nights and kept me oh-so-warm--”

“You’re terrible,” Aldric laughs, trying to force down a cough as he shoves his head underneath the blanket. Mathus laughs as well, rolling over and wrapping his arms around the bundled mass of blankets that was his sick husband. He smiles when he hears the mumbled “thank you” and feels Aldric poke his head out to gently kiss his jaw.

“Someone’s gotta take care of you,” Mathus hums, brushing back disheveled violet hair, and kissing Aldric’s forehead. “I’m glad it gets to be me.”

[darthrain]

Mathus the Technician- a Star Wars Story

In a different life, Mathus would have been a successful research engineer at a major corporation headquartered in the Core Worlds. In this life, Mathus grew up hard on the streets of Anchorhead on Tatooine. 

Orphaned at a young age, Mathus was burdened with a powerful intellect and no useful way to apply it. He slid into a life of thuggery and crime, until one fateful day when he attempted to rob a shop belonging to an old Rodian mechanic named Honwoo. Honwoo made no particular attempt to resist, but seeing young Mathus’s fascination with a partially-stripped machine on his workbench, offered to teach the young human how it worked. Six hours later, Mathus’s friends came by to see what had gone wrong and found him covered in machine oil, helping to repair a repulsorlift array.

Over the next few years, Honwoo taught Mathus the ins and outs of every machine that came through his repair shop. With no formal education, Mathus developed an unorthodox but effective approach that relied heavily on trial and error. He also found that he enjoyed tinkering and repurposing existing machines, turning them to a new purpose. For example, his customized shock gloves began life as power converters.

Most of Honwoo’s business had to do with the repair, maintenance, and reprogramming of Tatooine’s limited supply of droids. As a consequence, Mathus became a droid expert. His skills eventually came to the attention of a Hutt named Teemo, and Mathus was offered an impressive sum of credits to make his skills available at Teemo’s Mos Shuuta complex. 

Since his arrival in Mos Shuuta, Mathus has regretted his decision. The project Teemo has him working on is completely unsuited to his skills: Mathus’ experience gives him the skills necessary to repair busted old battle droids, but he completely lacks the education to develop a schematic based on their design. And when Mathus attempted to leave, Teemo hinted that something bad might happen to Honwoo if he did…

Fed up and backed into a corner, Mathus has decided to make a break for it. First, he introduced some new code into one of Teemo’s droids, 41-VEX, to encourage the droid to try to escape, too. Then, he struck up a friendship with a scout named Sasha, intending to pool their resources and get off Tatooine…

[lovemathi]

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