In my AVID class we had to get into groups and do some mini speeches. The prompt I got was “convince everyone to give you a dollar” and I actually got a dollar out of it!! I have never been so proud of myself
Aaaand there’s Kit-Kat being a cute little boop! My new aquatic plants are growing in nicely, and I had to trim them in only a month! I got all of them for under ten dollars at my local fish store, and they are very hardy! My anachris even started getting a little wild and I had to move a few trimmings into one of my larger tanks, lol.
I am honestly so glad that cutthroat kitchen has gained so much popularity like yes world cower before the chaotic evil that is alton brown making chefs pay thousands of dollars not to fish ingredients out of oversized jello molds
“So, what you’re saying is that you’re essentially a fish.” “I am not a bloody fish, Hux.”
Kylux Merman AU in which:
Hux is an overworked CEO of his family’s multimillion-dollar fishing company, First Order fisheries. Following a major stressed induced nervous breakdown, he’s forced to his grandparent’s old seaside mansion to recuperate. Doctor’s orders.
Whilst sullenly walking along the private beach by the house, Hux catches sight of what looks like a person hopelessly entangled in one of his company’s fishing nets.
Wanting to avoid a potential publicity nightmare, Hux rushes over to the figure, swiss army knife in hand, only to find that the individual trapped in said net is not exactly human.
Meanwhile, Kylo is the headstrong prince of an undersea colony ruled by his mother, Queen Leia.
The heir to the throne and the colony’s fiercest warrior, he is also a chronic rule-breaker who frequently breaches the surface and swims near the two-legs’ dwellings (which is how he got caught in the net in the first place)
Kylo’s colony is also currently in conflict with another colony ruled by a mysterious being known as Snoke (but that’s a story for another time)
Although Kylo’s people have vocal cords, they communicate with each other primarily through telepathy (though clicks and squeaks are also used under certain circumstances!)
Hux is shocked enough to find what looks like a merman entangled in his company’s fishing net, but he near passes out when he hears Kylo in his head for the first time.
Kylo is badly injured by the net, too hurt to return to his home in the sea. In a rare moment of compassion, Hux takes pity on him and takes him into his home to nurse him back to health (anything to break the tedium of day to day life without his work).
Hux is only going to take care of Kylo till he recovers, and then he’s going to dump him back into the ocean. Not a day longer, he swears.
I am thrilled to share this AU with you guys! Anyone who’s known me for a while will know that I love mermaid au’s, and really it was only a matter of time before I turned my greedy eyes to my current OTP!
A HUGE thank you to @hux-you-up who not only didn’t balk and run screaming for the hills when I hesitantly suggested this AU to her, but has spent hours and hours enthusiastically discussing it with me, building and fleshing out this verse to something pretty damn solid! We definitely have enough material here for a full-length fic of epic proportions. Maybe someday, maybe someday. ;)
Alright aquatic and reptile community, just a reminder that Petco’s $1 per gallon sale starts tomorrow (Sunday, September 27th) Great time to upgrade for your little friends! Best deal is obviously with the larger tanks, instead of paying 119 you can pay 40 for a 40 gal breeder, signal boost this shit not just for the enthusiast but for the beginner as well. If you’re tight for money but find your pets growing out of their baby tanks, now is the time.
You leave all the open-ended questions unanswered and your secrets locked behind your lips. You leave me alone drowning in the middle of an ocean created by my own tears. I’m like a dog chasing it’s own tail or a child running after a dollar bill being pulled by a fishing line. I’ll lay awake at night, unable to sleep because of the fantasies locked inside my head, and hope my heart won’t hear their loudness, but it always does, beating itself to more bruises, and my gut will cringe because, when will I learn?