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mysticficti0n · 10 months

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All my attention Part 6

warnings- swearing, drinking, flirting, dirty talk to the max, Degrading but not in a mean way?

words- 3.3k

If you'd like to read the previous parts → All my attention series

a/n- so if you're new here I am British and cannot speak any German, I speak a little French, Spanish and Italian but German- no. I also do not trust Google translate so this is gonna be like an avatar thing (if you've seen the newest one Jake says that their language just became normal or something along those lines) so in reality this is all in German, you as a reader know German but, its wrote in English... make sense? no... well

(also would you guys want me to do smut for this? I don't have to if you don't want it but... I could write some good pieces for the next few chapters?????)

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backstory- you are the 5th member of Tokio Hotel and you always thought the love was equally platonic between you and a certain guitarist... but what if that all changed?

Everyone arrived by 8:50 and were all seated around a extremely large table, each family sat drinking and laughing over different things, on our side of the table (meaning me, Tom, Gustav, Gustav's grandpa, Georg and Bill) we all chatted about random ideas we had for the next shows

"good evening, could we get you all started on food?" a man around my mothers age smiled pulling a note pad out and a pen

"yes can we have-" Stefan schafer, Gustav's dad began pointing to things on the menu and pointing to the people who wanted it "-perfect thank you" the man nodded collecting all the menus in and the chatter began again, me and Tom sat across from our grandmas who were on about something they'd watched on tv

"I'm bored" Tom whispered in my ear causing me to roll my eyes

"we've been here 20 minuets" he sighed falling back into his chair and his grandma seemed to notice turning to him

"Tom- whats wrong darling?" the boy sat properly again and took a swig of his drink

"nothing just hungry" he spoke watching the old women tilt her head "...I'm bored" Catrina nodded looking to me

"you have Y/n/n for company, she's a lot of fun aren't you?" I nodded my head looking to the boy who just laughed "oh actually me and Josie were just saying- we watched your interview! with that hunky man Karter, you two looked delightful, well all of you did" she grinned rubbing my hand over the table

"yeah.." Tom trailed getting comfy again, reaching arm the back of my seat and playing with the ends of my hair "we wont be going back to him in a rush"

"why not?" my gran asked "he's a handsome man"

"nothing to worry about Nanna" I spoke smiling to her, she can become a very angry women if she found out someone did anything bad to us, she'd personally hunt them down if she could.

Time passed slowly but the smell of food only made us hungrier, Toms hand had moved from my hair to my shoulder drawing a circle over and over

"and here we are-" the same waiter came over with two others holding trays of food, there was 21 of us.. we all sat straight and the small laughter of my sister caused us all to laugh, I had the pesto tortellini with Parmesan, and many also copied me

"thank you" we all said starting our meal, I dug my fork in and bought the steamy pasta to my mouth "oh wow thats amazing" I hummed putting more onto the fork, Tom looked over then to the bowl and back to me "you chose to have the chicken Schnitzel, I said about this"

"oh please!" he moaned "one bite- you can have some chips" he quickly stabbed his fork into the fries and brought them to me "come on"

"fine" I gave into his ways and took the chips and past him my fork with the pasta on the end, he hummed a quick thank you and smiled tasting the food "good right?" Tom nodded swallowing the pasta, I turned back to eating and listening to the different conversations around the table

"you know I was thinking about something" Bill began looking down to us on the table "a tv show, like filming while in rehearsals and we could go round during tours and trying things... Felix said about it" The idea of being filmed 24/7 didn't sound fantastic, I enjoy my privacy but.. if that means we get to do fun stuff..

"who'd wanna watch us though, outside of music were just boring" Gustav added "you could do a documentary about every girl Toms fucked" Gustav's mom slammed his hand making us all laugh

"at least they'd say they came unlike the girls you've done" Tom hit back making the drummer huff "but I like the idea-" Georg nodded as well but I still sat undecided

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(okay I cba to write about the restaurant but lets say, lovely meal hugs kisses etc)

"Oh why don't we go to that bar" Simone pointed out, the bars name was naughty lad and music was booming through the walls, the boys seemed intrigued looking through the steamed windows

"I think we'll head back with the grandparents, Stella is nearly asleep so could you bring Y/n back?" my mom asked passing my sister to my dad

"sure, we'll keep her safe don't worry" David, Georg's dad spoke wrapping an arm around me "you get home and relax" with a quick hug my parents got into the car and drove away leaving me with the boys and their parents which wasn't unusual, having a younger sister makes life harder to always enjoy. Together we all walked into the bar and 'hot in here' by Nelly was blasting through the speakers

"drinks?" Bill asked pulling his wallet out "Guessing a vodka coke for you?" I laughed seeing Bill roll his eyes "you need to try more- I'm getting you something else"

"Get me whatever she has!" Tom shouted to his brother who nodded walking to the rest of the group who found themselves sat at a booth "wanna smoke quickly?" I agreed feeling his hand wrap around my wrist and pull me back out the door, he went into his pocket pulling his cigarets out and handing me one with his lighter

"thank you" I chirped lighting the end and then his "I can't get over you tonight" I spoke catching myself at the end

"its alright babe, you can take it off me later" his voice turned suggestive and a smirk plastered his face "aww turning red aren't you?" his free hand cupped my jaw and I felt my knees go weak at his touch- what was he doing

"shut up-" I groaned pushing him away jokingly "I was trying to be nice and say you look good" Toms face softened and nodded along to my words

"I know, but I just love making you all red for me" he cooed putting a hand on my waist "it makes you even more beautiful" Tom leaned in, my heart started pounding in my chest, is this what he meant by being 'worse' I knew I wanted to kiss him again as he closed the distance between us, our lips just inches apart, he hesitated. With a sly grin, he pulled back, leaving the me confused "don't want to be caught do we?" I narrowed my eyes seeing him chuckle "aw did you want me to kiss you Y/n?"

"its okay, I'll find someone in there who will" his face dropped and his grip on my only tightened "maybe I'll bring them home with us?"

"mhm... I don't think so-" The boy was cut by the long haired bassist peaking his head around the door "what?"

"drinks are here" he pulled the door open wider and the two let me in first, I pushed past people dancing along to the music and trying not to get any type of liquid on my dress, finally the booth came into view and Bill sat smiling reaching for my hand I took it and he pulled me next to him

"okay drink this first then I'll tell you what it is" he shouted over the music, I turned to the drink and saw it was a radioactive green with a yellow hue, I picked up the champagne coup and brought it to my lips taking a sip

"Ugh What the fuck is that!" I called nearly heaving at the taste of something like black liquorish

"Death In The Afternoon! I thought you'd like it!" a smile creeped onto his face as he took the glass and finished it "let me get you another one!" The boy pleaded

"come on Y/n don't be boring!" Gustav laughed swigging his arm around me

"fine but I don't want that shit ever again" soon I watched the tallest twin wonder to the bar and point to something on the menu clapping his hands as the bar man turned away "oh- whats that?" I asked seeing the black haired boy smirking holding a small glass fully yellow but with some red falling into the glass, speaking of the glass it had a slice of lemon and mint dotted on top

"this is a Mai Tai" Bill said handing me the drink and watched me as I sipped at the liquid, I hummed at the taste of Malibu and orange running down my throat

"wow this is good" I drank more seeing the singer do a small dance knowing he'd defeated my 'vodka coke' love

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I sat in the booth wedged between Simone and Bill who were laughing about something stupid and I was on my 5th mai tai giggling when something funny was mentioned, I wasn't drunk but I was tipsy, I saw Simone leave the conversation and look to the dance floor "OH MY GOD!" She got up running to the floor pulling me along with her

"SIMO-" I began but then I herd it 'don't stop the music' by Rihanna start to play, ever since the song came out earlier in the year me and her loved it, we danced around with large smiles painted across our faces "I wanna take you away Let's escape into the music DJ, let it play I just can't refuse it" Simone grabbed my hand spinning me around while still belting out the lyrics "Please don't stop the music!" we finished laughing loudly and sweat running down our foreheads I looked to the booth to see them all clapping at our stupidness we took a bow and Simone went to sit down next to her boyfriend who she wrapped her arms around and kissed making her sons cringe and I decided id go sit next to Tom- we'd barley spoke since we had that smoke out side, he was sat holding a glass of clear liquid and rolling his eyes over at his brother

"hey!" I called sliding myself next to him in the booth

"hi- you okay?" I nodded my head grabbing my drink of the table and In a quick swig finishing It off "you might wanna slow down on them" the boy laughed pulling my empty glass from me but I couldn't understand a word as the music got louder around me

"what? I didn't hear you!" he rolled his eyes but quickly moved closer, the arm around my shoulder moved to hold my bare thigh as he leaned into my ear

"I said, you might wanna slow down on the mai tai" his fingers tapped on my skin causing a odd sensation I'd never felt before shiver up my body, they danced on my leg edging to go just slightly under my skirt but he stopped everytime

"oh-oh yeah... well wanna go to the bar and help me chose something different?" Tom nodded and the two of us stood back up, he grabbed my hand, closing his fingers tightly around mine and pulled me through the crowd, yanking me when I stopped, as we got to the bar he pulled me a bar stool out making me sit in front of him while he stood close behind, his stomach on my back and his one hand on my waist

"you like the fruitier cocktails right?" I nodded my head looking at the menu and something caught my eye- The Blue Hawaii, rum, vodka Blue curacao, pineapple juice and Lemon juice

"I think I want the blue Hawaii!" I looked back to the dreaded boy who nodded his head pulling his wallet out "no Tom, let me pay!" I hurried into my purse to grab the €10 I needed

"Y/n fuck off, I'm buying me and drink and you one- put the money away" he huffed grabbing my money and shoving it back into the bag "let me treat you babe" my heart ached at the words and so I let him do what he wanted and I just leaned back on him and waited to be served. The bartender finally turned to us and grabbed a bottle of something "erm can we have a blue Hawaii and a vodka cranberry, thanks" Tom handed the money over me, his chest pressing on me and his other hand back on my thighs for support

"be 5 mins" the man behind the counter said before walking off to the other side of the bar

"I need a piss, stay here don't move alright?" Tom commanded, quickly patting my head like I was some kind of dog and running to the bathroom, I sat kicking my legs watching others conversations and giggling to who ever they're with

"hey.. anyone sitting here?" I turned to a voice I'd never herd before and saw a man stood there holding a empty glass

"no! you can sit don't worry" a small laugh left him and he perched onto the chair and I finally got to see his face, He's very good looking, I couldn't help but admire his features. something about him that made him stand out from the rest, his black hair and brown eyes. His hair is perfectly styled in little waves along his head, and it shines in the light. I found myself staring to his smile. It's warm and inviting, i can't help but smile back. It's infectious.

"thanks, I'm Brandon- thought I'd introduce myself so I'm not creepy" I laugh at him as I turn to speak to him better

"oh I'm Y/n, my seat will be free soon once me and my mate have our drinks" I spoke still just admiring him, it might've been the alcohol but he was gorgeous

"shame, I'm enjoying this- little old me speaking to a beautiful girl.. I say old- I'm not I'm 19, you?"" I blushed to his words

"oh 17 but I get mixed up with being either 23 or 13 most days" he chuckled at my comment

"where you from anyways?"

"Leipzig, you?" he nodded his head

"Dresden" we kept speaking till mine and Tom's drinks arrived and I quickly grabbed them "so who are you here with?"

"just my friends and some family- celebrating coming home- actually my friend should be here soon" I looked back and I saw Tom staring at me with a scowl across his face "oh erm, he's over there so I might see you later?" I smiled grabbing the drinks off the table

"yeah sure, maybe I can get your number and we could go out for drinks?" he sounded so sweet and eyes bright with hope, but I knew I had to be careful giving my number out for security reasons and also I think Tom would kill me

"maybe yeah!" I laughed it off as I walked over to he boy who looked through me to Brandon, crossing his arms "how long were you stood watching me?" I asked passing him his drink

"long enough" his seriousness scared me, what was his issue "he really liked you didn't he? eyes wondered you like a fucking map" he spat gulping his drink basically in one

"Tom I think you're being a bit dramatic, he didn't even flirt with me" it was a partial lie as he did ask for my number...

"still-" I saw the guitarist sulk a little sipping the last of his drink and staring into the distance and that when I realised it

"are... are you jealous?" his eyes shot up to me but he didn't fight my words, and I wanted to keep pushing him "come on, you can tell me" I fluttered my eyelashes at the boy who just looked away, without thinking my hand reached for his jaw and brought his gaze back to me, I was shocked with myself but I couldn't lose my control now "look at me when I'm talking to you" I spoke closer to him in a low whisper, his eyes seemed deeper and narrower, I was doing it "you don't like it when I speak to other guys hm? don't like them looking at me, thinking of me...touching me" I let the last words roll of my tongue and I could see behind his stare he was getting angrier "talk to me pretty boy"

My hand was swatted from his face as Tom pulled me by my wrist back into the cubicles, each small individual rooms with a crappy dim light glaring into the room, hurriedly we went to the first unlocked block and slammed the door closed and he locked it with a click, my back pressed against the cold tile wall and Tom stood over me I close my eyes as his lips press against mine. His hands moved around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I could feel the heat radiating off of his body as he wrapped his arms around me. His lips soft and perfect, his breath warm on my skin. I can feel my heart racing as we move together, our bodies intertwined. His hands move higher, caressing my back as we kiss. I can feel my skin tingling with anticipation as I move my hands up his chest, exploring his body. I can feel the electricity between us, the passion rising.

"You- you are a little cunt sometimes" I feel him smile into my cheek pressing kisses into my skin "but.. fuck we both know you'd never want them...as much as you want me" I hold my breath at the feeling of him humming into my ear, my arms tangle around his neck pulling him back to my lips "god you are so desperate for me" I pull back slightly opening my eyes and seeing a smirk plastering his face

"who's the one that dragged me into here?" he tilted his head in agreement but I could wait any longer, our lips smashed back together and our bodies collided once again, hungrily I moved down to his jaw peppering the line with kisses and edged down to his neck, my lips danced around until I reached just below his ear and his grip on me tightened and a noise threatened to escape his throat, I dove back into the spot sucking and pecking at it, hearing him struggle and try pry me off

"fuck Y/n- please" he begged "shit... I-I" his stuttering made my heart swell and I pulled away to see small beads of sweat forming, I looked to his eyes and they were full of glazed tears of lust

"aw- I'm sorry, didn't you like it?" I played with a strand of his hair as he shook his head no

"I fucking loved it" his lips landed back on me as he groaned into the kiss, I smiled feeling his hands go under my thighs and lift me onto his hips, my dress pushing up revealing the red panties I put on earlier "shit you are so hot" the boy whined kissing my chest, nibbling lightly at the skin

"ah- Tom" His eyes caught mine again and smile only spread further, my hands grabbed his shoulders pushing myself up and he only toyed with me more, licking my skin that was sore from being between his teeth and small noises seeped from my mouth only pushing him further "shit... Fuck Tommy- I..." his nickname came out so naturally but in the sluttiest moan I'd ever done

" God Y/n, I don't what the first place we fuck to be in a bathroom baby, so keep that pretty little mouth quiet because you're making it so hard to keep that from happening" my heart nearly exploded out my chest, I went like putty, foreheads knocking together at his words, Tom caught my lips In one last sweet kiss and put me back onto the floor "so beautiful-" Tom whispered into my ear one last time before pulling away still holding my waist

"only for you" I smiled kissing him once more again before we stood there holding each other panting and puffy lipped

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whencartoonsruletheworld · 5 months

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explanations under the cut

Elizabeth Afton is actually the Youngest Sibling - as @birdsareblooming pointed out, when we see her room in fnaf4, she has a torn-apart mangle toy. mangle was stated to be made to entertain toddlers. would also explain why she's not in the gameplay, she's at daycare/with her mom

The Vengeful Spirit is Michael Afton - another one where cori convinced me and I might have an entire essay that I will publish after I finally sit down and edit through the Security Logbook section but until then here's a bullet point post

Mimic = Burntrap - i dont think i have to explain this we're all talking about it i just know people are gonna be mad at me for it

The Girl in Drowning is representative of Charlie, not Cassidy - She's literally got gray skin, black hair, gray clothes, and neon green lighting, much like a certain gray-skinned black-haired pixel girl with a green bracelet who died in the rain (water motif). Her dragging Kara down because she doesn't want to be alone could be seen as a metaphor for Charlie trying to give life but instead kinda sticking them all in robots

FNAF AR had some BANGIN re-skins - come on. look at them. Clockwork Ballora? Bangin. Broiler Baby? Bangin. Catrina Toy Chica? BANGIN. Springtrap as an actual fucking clown???? BANGIN.

Vanessa is an Afton in the Gameverse, too – Cori's workin on a whole explanation diagram for this but the most BASIC evidence is "her last name starts with 'a' and she's a nepo baby." I dont think she's William's DIRECT daughter cause man died in the 90s and she was 23 in the 2030s so. grandkid or smth

If Edwin/David is a metaphor for anything it's William/CC and not Henry/Charlie – listen i understand the whole "single dad building the robots and then breaking one in a rage" thing from TSE but also the mimic likes to mimic its creator and child before all else and who is it mimicking? afton and the little boy in sb who happens to look a shitton like cc. also game!charlie is never indicated as having a special plushie that followed her everywhere but cc very certainly did and hey if mimic can grow and shrink to fit in anything whos to say it didnt shrink into the fredbear to repeat stock phrases to cc such as "tomorrow is another day." also in the character encyclopedia art of cc he is holding his fredbear plush the same way burntrap positions his arm to imitate holding something. an

They're not gonna pull the Charliebot twist again. Nobody's a secret robot – first off from a writing perspective that's not the kinda twist you do twice. second off with the... less than stellar reception to the twist in the first place i dont think theyre gonna pull it again

"Cassidy" isn't the Golden Freddy Kid's name, it's Crying Child's – the logbook has Crying Child communicate through manipulating the text, while the spirit he's talking to speaks in faint writing; the second spirit never has a confirmed identity, but CC is most definite considering the stuff referenced around him. The "ITS ME CASSIDY" is revealed through.... manipulated text. The clues are in........ manipulated text. "It's Me" is CC calling out to Michael. The other spirit says "My name is..." a couple times BUT they also ask CC if he remembers his name just a few pages before. Granted this might just be us not understanding something but also if Cassidy is CC's name then who the fuck is Golden Freddy Kid. is Michael Brooks still canon

The nightmare gas didn't "ruin the lore" it's just kinda funny – look guys literally all of this lore is fucked, the fact they just threw in "also William Afton was doing nightmare gas experiments on kidnapped kids and then abandoned it for shits and giggles" in the eighth book of their second anthology series and then moving on like nothing happened while the fanbase collapses in on itself is like THE funniest thing they could've done

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf movie #fnaf spoilers #fnaf 2023 #mine

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 1 year

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Hola despacito puss n boots, can i request the reader is like la muerte from the book of life except of being with balbi she's very much single and ready to mingle, i just thought of this while re watching the movie and thinked it would be cool to see a OP beautiful reader😋

-Y/N, known throughout the world as La Muerte or La Catrina, was a stunning beauty. Graceful, elegant, a kind and just heart, watching over her section of the Land of the Dead, she was truly a leader, through and through.

-A beautiful, but massive, hat adorned with candles and the most beautiful marigolds was what most saw first, as it was her main focal point, but once past the majesty of the hat, all were able to behold her beauty.

-A thin woman with curves in all the right places, long flowering dark hair, flaming gold eyes that pierced through the darkness, her makeup beautifully decorating her features to make her face look like her precious sugar skulls, a long flowing red dress adorned with more, but smaller, marigolds, the pure definition of beauty.

-But don’t let her pretty face and kind nature fool you, Y/N was regarded as one of the strongest in the Land of the Dead, and there were many others around Valhalla who knew not to cross her.

-She doted on those who resided in her land, from other gods of the same culture to the humans who had been brought to her domain, chosen by the valkyries as notable warriors.

-Once a year, on Día de los Muertos, known elsewhere as the Day of the Dead, Y/N uses her powers to bridge the gap between Valhalla and Earth, so those in her domain can visit their families.

-Many gods thought that you were a bit odd for doing something like this for humans, but your wise words resonated with them when asked, “We are gods because we are remembered, just as they are lost loved ones who have those remember them. If none remember us, as gods or as beings ourselves, then we are nothing. Being remembered is important.”

-The biggest shock about you however, was that despite your beauty, your power, everything that was you, YOU WERE SINGLE!!!

-Many gods have tried courting you in the past but you’ve always rejected them, letting them down gently, unless if they got forceful with you, that’s when they learned how powerful you truly could be.

-You just never thought about dating before, sure there were plenty of attractive candidates around, you looked at them like any other woman would, but you always chose your duty over your heart.

-However, after so many years and seeing couples all around you, some good and some bad, you started to feel an ache in your chest, a longing of sorts.

-You made the decision that you were finally ready to date!!

-At the next massive party hosted by the gods, being held in the Hindu pantheon, you chose to attend. You weren’t a normal attendee, choosing to only come once in a while, but you were well received by those who did know you.

-To those who didn’t know you, at least what you looked like, were stunned them stiff when you walked in, an air of warmth but also mystery surrounding you as you smiled at those who came to greet you.

-The party was wonderful, you got to try some interesting new foods and you drank several cocky gods under the table and you didn’t feel any of the booze you ingested, not even a tiny bit.

-Shiva had his arms folded, a grin on his face as he watched you speaking kindly to his son, Ganesha, as well as his three wives, Parvati, Kali, and Durga, the four of you conversing warmly with each other.

-He felt a bump against his arm and he was surprised to see Rudra there, staring at the same thing, only his eyes were focused only on you, you were so unique but so beautiful, he couldn’t look away, “Oi Shiva, who’s that?”

-Shiva felt the grin coming to his lips almost instantly, “Oh~~ that’s Y/N, but most know her by her true name, La Muerte, she’s a goddess of death over in the Latin pantheon.”

-His eyes went huge, gawking as he turned, “That’s La Muerte?! She doesn’t look like anything I’ve heard from others.”

-Shiva couldn’t keep the gremlin inside him from coming out, “I can introduce the two of you.” Rudra instantly blushed, knowing he had been caught, sputtering lightly before he was quick to reject his friend, “No-no thanks, I’m good, I’m not-”

-A new voice cut off their conversation, Ganesha, holding your hand, pulling you over, “Papa-papa! Look at the flowers Miss Y/N gave to me!!” his arms were full of brightly colored marigolds and Shiva couldn’t help but grin, putting his hand on his son’s head, “They’re beautiful Ganesha! Thank you Y/N.”

-You just smiled warmly at Shiva, “It’s no trouble at all, Lord Shiva. Oh- I apologize, we haven’t met. I am La Muerte, or La Catrina, but most gods know me as Y/N.” you had turned to Rudra who froze, his face quickly turning red before he saw Shiva smirking at him and he turned, folding his arms, suddenly, pouting.

-You were surprised that he turned from you until you saw his flushed ears as Shiva cackled in delight, “This is Rudra, God of Storms, and the closest thing I have to a brother.”

-Rudra tried to keep his face even, hearing the praise but you both saw the steam coming from his head as he flushed even more, which got Shiva howling with laughter and the two were quickly locked up, grappling with each other, Shiva teasing him and Rudra demanding that he stop.

-You found Rudra… interesting, he was very unique, compared to what you normally see in your corner of Valhalla, but at the same time, you felt a pull of sorts, an attraction.

-Once the two grappling men parted, after having a full out brawl until Shiva’s wives intervened, scolding the both of them, you decided to make your exit, for the day at least.

-You approached by Rudra, who froze, your eyes meeting and you smiled, reaching up to cup his cheek gently, but said nothing.

-You left him stunned and he felt something on his ear and he lifted his hand to find a red marigold that you had placed there.

-He looked after you, seeing the candles burning brightly on your massive hat, and he felt the same sense of longing towards you.

-He fist-bumped Shiva who walked by only second later.

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror rudra

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ghostaddicked · 10 months

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no one else like you｜college au

Pairing: Yamada Akito x Female Reader (Rosemary)

Word count: 2.5k+

Synopsis: Heading off to CalArts college in Santa Clarita, CA. You’re majoring as a game designer. While trying your best to fit in and find a sense of normal, you make an academic rival; Yamada, a programmer/developer major. While you two get under one another's skin, Yamada thinks you could be much more useful to him as a fake girlfriend.

Other: Yamada aged up to 19―a college freshmen, fake dating, forced proximity, academic rivals, enemies to lovers. possible NSFW in future, not anytime soon!

It's late March, the month you were supposed to be hearing back from the handful of art schools you applied to. It’s nerve wracking, waiting for the letters to come one at a time, your hands shaking as you ripped open the mail, scanning your eyes over the words, trying to find the words “Congratulations” or “We apologize, but”. But what was worse than waiting? Getting accepted into the CalArts.

Growing up, you always fantasized about getting into such an elite school and when you had gotten the acceptance letter in the mail, you were more than ecstatic. When you told your best friend, Catrina, about the news, hoping the two of you would attend the same college and maybe even live together, soon both of your dreams were crushed when she showed you her mail, “you didn't get in?” The sadness in your voice was apparent, you knew she was disappointed, hell, you were too.

“I’m not going without you,” you handed her back her mail, somewhat crumpled from your anger. Catrina shakes her head and places the mail on her table, folding her arms as she looks you dead in the eye, “Don’t be stupid, Rose. This is once in a lifetime kind of opportunity, and you got a full ride scholarship!”

“I don’t care” You kind of did care, school for free? Who would be stupid enough to give that up?

“Girl, stop lying.” She moved to sit down at the dining table chair, resting one arm on the table and the other resting on her thigh. You walk closer to her, and she starts to speaks“I got accepted into other schools too, so you don’t have to worry!” She gives you a pleading look, trying to convince you to go to CalArts, but you already made up your mind.

“Fine..” You say, as if she was the one to convince you and not the scholarship money, “I’ll go.” Her face lit up, thinking she was the one who convinced you to go, “Great!”

A few months had passed by then, it was late September, the leaves were only just starting to change colors, from a vibrant green, to a faded brown mixed with a tinge of yellow and copper. Although you told Cat you’d attend CalArt, and although you registered, scheduled a move in date and even had a roommate chosen for you, you couldn’t help but still wonder if you made the right decision. How would you survive without your friends? You didn’t know a single soul that would be attending the same college as you, and the thought of making a new friend? Terrifying to say the least. You thought that since you now have a roommate and exchanged numbers you’d become quick friends, or at least had someone to talk to, but they seemed cold, distant and unwelcoming to say the least. She introduced herself as Yukari and informed you that she’ll be moving in the day after you did, and although you were grateful to be left alone the day of your move, knowing you’d be living with a stranger was.. weird.

The day to leave your hometown finally came. It was early in the morning, cold and somewhat foggy from the raining night before. There was a mixture of excitement and fear, assuring that you couldn’t get a wink of sleep, and as soon as your alarm went off, you knew that you couldn’t back out of this life altering experience. You groggily sat up, wiping the crust from your eyes. Once you stood up, you moved across the room to put on some jeans, a white top anda. grey hoodie over it, alongside some comfortable sneakers knowing you'll be on your feet all day. Once finished, you head to the bathroom, standing there across the mirror, staring at your figure, the dark eyebags occupying your face. You yawned as you reached for you toothbrush, lazily brushing your teeth and once finished, you moved towards the kitchen, to see your mother already up making a quick breakfast before you and your parents hop in the car and head down to your soon-to-be-home.

You took a seat and your dinner table, bouncing one leg up and down as you scrolled through your phone, trying to think of anything else but the pit of nervousness boiling in your stomach. As soon as you and your family finished your breakfast, which you hardly ate, you gathered your bags, luggages and any other small necessities and shoved them inside your family's car. You sat behind the passenger's seat your mother occupied, while your father drove. The drive was a little over 4 hours long, you feared your phone would die from being on it, but luckily you took advantage of the silent drive and took a nap.

You remember dreaming.. About someone? Something, maybe? You don’t remember much, it was a short dream that you seemed to immediately forget as you woke up to your shoulder shaking you, “Rosie,” your mother shakes you, trying to get your attention. You straighten your back, stretching your arms in your cramped space full of your belongings. “Hm?” you hummed out, scanning your surroundings, “oh” you look out the window to see hundreds of students walking around, carrying tubs of their belongings, even some staff helping them, talking to their parents. You see booths set up, cars backing out and parking inside whatever open spaces are available in the parking lot.

As you take in this chaotic site, you remember the words your best friend, Catrina, told you as she gave you one last big hug before saying goodbye to one another, “You’re meant to be there, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.” You took a deep breath, trying to calm the anxiety already stirring up inside of you as you open the car door. Your father was already talking to one of the staff members, asking what time is your move-in appointment was and as you begin to inform the two, from the corner of your eye you see someone, a quick flash of your dream takes over your vision. You blink rapidly, trying to clear your vision as you look back to your father and the staff member staring at you blankly, waiting as patiently as they can for an answer. “For.. two pm” you inform them, rubbing your eyes.

What was that? You think to yourself, Maybe it was the lack of sleep.. anxiety, maybe?

As the staff helps you and your parents take your massive amount of belongings up into your empty door, you take in the surroundings. You had the first pick of which bed and which side of the room would be yours, perfect.

The doorways were aligned perfectly in the middle of the room, giving the left and right side an equal amount of space. Across the room from the door was a large rectangular window with no curtains, only those flimsy window blinds that weren’t bright white anymore. It didn’t take you long to decide, you chose to go to the right side of the dorm. Your bed was lifted up a few inches off the ground, the headboard against the window wall and on the foot side of your bed was your desk, allowing a small gap of space between your chair and your wardrobe against the bedroom door wall. Unfortunately, your dorm does not come attached with a bathroom and shower, which sucked but it could have be worse. It could be in a completely different building, but it wasn’t.

As you get settled, your parents helping you unpack and organize your belongings, it slowly starts to feel like home. The sun was close to setting, that was now around 6 o’clock by time you finished setting up your side of the shared dorm. You stood proud, hands resting on your hips as you faced your already made bed. Your parents seemed proud too, they were finally free of you and no longer had to clean up/take care of you anymore.

After a bit of silence, the reality of the situation sets in, you turn to see your parents gathering up their items, ready to leave. They stood by the door, feeling your eyes on them, you spoke, “Are you leaving already?” You ask, trying not to sound too sad about it. You didn’t like crying in front of anyone, but it was a bit hard now. They nod and walk over to you, each giving a separate hug, your father telling you how proud of you he was as your mother took a step back, giving a nod in agreement. He gave you a quick squeeze before letting go, stepping back a bit, “Vas a hacer grandes cosas, Rosie” Your parents both gave you a small smile, your mother wiping the corner of her eyes as you gave a reassuring smiled back to each of them. They headed outside your door, giving you one last look and a thumbs up before they quietly shut the door behind them, leaving you alone in your dorm room.

It was oddly quiet, comforting almost as you sat down on your computer chair, turning to face your desk, your hands gliding over the smooth light oak wood desk. You weren't sure of what to do now, but your eyes started getting heavier again. The painstaking long day of packing, organizing, unpacking and organizing again without much sleep was taking a toll on you. You yawned and lifted yourself off your chair, grabbing a towel, pajama clothes and items needed to shower. As you grabbed all your belongings and headed outside to the hallway you quickly thought to yourself,

Where the hell is the bathroom?

As you stood out in the hallways with your belongings, you tried to scan all the nearby doors to see if any had a bathroom sign. You began walking down the hallway, barely turning your head left and right to avoid looking lost. It was so late in the day already that most students either left home or locked themselves in their dorms already. You reached the end of the corridor only seeing the exit door and other light oak doors that had whiteboards glued to them with other students named. You closed your eyes and sighed in frustration and turned around to walk down the same hallway once again, maybe you had missed it?

"Hey," A hushed voice called out from behind you, "excuse me!" They spoke a bit louder. You turn around to see a blonde woman standing in front of the exit door. "Hello?" You didn't mean for it to come out as a question, but maybe she thought you were someone else.

"Are you looking for the bathroom?" She asked, giving you a polite smile as she held her hands in front of her lap, head slightly tilted to the side as she looked at your and the belongings in your hand.

"oh, um,, yes I am, why?" You asked her, looking down at your things, seemingly obvious you were trying to shower. She smiled and walked a bit closer to you, but still maintaining a comfortable distance.

"It's on the other end of the hallway," she pointed over your shoulder, following her point, you look over your shoulder realizing the bathroom was next to your dorm the whole time. You sighed deeply, dropping your shoulders in disappointment.

You laugh at yourself and turn back to her, "Thank you.." you tried searching you collared shirt for a name tag.

"Akane, I'm the Resident Advisor, or RA for short!" She smiled brightly at you, her aura bubbly and friendly. You gave her a shy smile in return, "I'm Rosemary.. and thank you, long day" You shrug your shoulders. She nodded, understanding how tired you must be.

"If you have any other questions, let me know! My office is just one floor below, room 300." She gave her another smile before waving goodbye, leaving you alone in the silent, brightly lit hallway.

You walked to the bathroom, setting down your belongings on the counter, first brushing your teeth, staring into the mirror once again. You raised your eyebrows in astonishment, for some reason your eye bags had gotten darker. You felt a bit embarrassed knowing the RA saw you like this. Once done, you hopped in the shower, letting the hot, refreshing water wash away all the sweat and dirt you collected from your hard work today. As you get lost in thought thinking about your classes, roommate and how you'll make friends, you hear two voices enter the bathroom.

"He really was!" A voice exclaimed, the other hushing them. Footsteps followed, echoing in the somewhat empty bathroom.

"Quiet, you're so loud.." Clinking sounds were heard, they must have been placing their belongings on the counter.

"Sorry! But listen, he was so attractive! He had dark long hair, but not too long, ya know? Like.. a medium length I guess, and his eyes were such a pretty blue?!" She shrieked, hands palming the sink.

"Hey! Get off me, you're heavy" Her voice struggled, sounds of grunting as if shoving the entire body weight of their friend off her body. "I can't help it!" the other girl exclaimed, "I'm falling in love!" she giggled and the grunting stop, she stood up straight.

Blue eyes? Dark medium length hair? Although you can't picture the mysterious mans face, the very generic description felt familiar. You thought maybe you saw him as you came inside the building, or maybe the parking lot, but your memory was poor, you don't remember much, let alone faces. Once you decided you were finished with your shower, you turned the knob on the wall stopping the water head from warming you up and reached out to grab your towel hanging outside of the shower.

You stepped out, the two girls eyes you in the mirroring as you stepped towards the counter, trying to avoid their gazes. You had planned on changing in the bathroom, but they didn't seem to want you there, let alone change as they laid their eyes on you. You just quickly gathered your things and speed-walked back to your dorm. Thank goodness you lived here alone.. at least for now. You quickly got dress and dried your hair with your towel. You threw the towel and your dirty clothes into a corner on your side of the dorm, you have yet to acquire a laundry basket, plus you were so drained.

You threw yourself up on your bed, tucking yourself underneath your blankets, you tried taking deep breaths, calming yourself, preparing for your day tomorrow. Instead your mind goes back to the girls in the bathroom. They were rude, you think, why were they just.. staring? It was a bathroom, acting like I wasn't supposed to use that shower or something. You tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable, your mind drifting to the mysterious man the girl proclaimed to be in love with,

blue eyes..

dark medium length hair..

blue eye.

dark hair.

You were fast asleep.

#rosemary #akito yamada #yamada #enemies to lovers #fanfiction #fanfic #romance #forced proximity #college au #possiblensfw

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groundbreakingdot872 · 1 year

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Ever think about the fact that Uther fell in love with a corpse?

That Catrina was dead, had already been dead for weeks, when the troll strutted into court wearing her face

And speaking of the origins of their plan- the troll had likely scavenged the estate of Tregor after the invasion minutes after the event, kicking bodies out the way on her instinctual hunt gold

Instead of finding anything valuable, which the bandits had already taken, she found pretty personal belongings, too lesser for a thief... and the lady that they belonged too.

Brutally murdered maybe, but intact enough to be recreated, and impersonated.

Finding her manservant’s body fallen nearby made the idea too easy to conceive, a "Jonas" in hand and the personal items of Catrina ruthlessly ripped away, the plan wealth beyond their imagining was already in motion

And then in the aftermath, of the whole horrid, gruesome, embarrassing affair, when the rumors had died down enough…

Uther must’ve gone quietly, in the early hours of the morning, to visit Catrina’s grave - the real Catrina

Laid flowers, and shed a few private tears over the woman he had never met, but had strong feelings for, perhaps love. Her physique and voice had enchanted him, in more ways than one, and temporarily given him a happy out from the sins of the past

Though it must've unsettled him, that he had fallen for the figment of a woman, not even a ghost, and pledged his entire Kingdom in a heartbeat over a pleasant if pitying face

Although I'm sure the irony, of beloveds coming back to the present, wearing marred faces with a masked intent for vengeance over ghosts of his evils, must have eluded him...

#yeah that episode is hilarious - Uther eating shit and all! but it’s also incredibly creepy if you think about it...#I also really like the idea of troll being more of a scavenger and opportunist than a feeling being at all #Jonas must've been something she scavenged too - another creature bent to the wills of her plan #and poor Catrina! the *real* Catrina #the one with the the incurable bone disorder who'd knocked on Gauis' door kindly asking for treatment #who loved to ride and was especially close to her manservant #whom the troll had to substitute to provide a convincing enough cover #the thought that they were disrespected so much #even after death! Just *used* as shells for another plan and then forgotten afterwards #Catrina's name in the history books as Uther's wife and described as troll! - oh I know how *that* will be misremembered years later...#It's all just so cruel #If there was the way to memorialize the real her I would #and all the others on the show - scavenged and misremembered as “shades” of themselves #a classic theme on a show all about mis-identity #politics #betrayals #and lies...#bbc merlin meta #lady catrina #the beauty and the beast #jonas #king uther

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ask-to-la-muerte · 1 month

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Welcome to the Land of the Remembered!

I'm La Muerte, (or you can also call me La Catrina), the ruler of the Land of the Remembered, ex-wife of Xibalba, he's the ruler of the Land of the Forgotten (we took some time apart) and I firmly believe in all the good that has humanity.

I have opened a Tumblr blog that allows me to talk to you and answer any questions you may have regarding me. Consider it a small bridge between the Land of the Remembered and the Land of the Living.

I'm willing to answer all your questions you have about me, to have conversations with you, as long as you are respectful to me and the others.

I can also speak in Spanish, so you are free to write to me in Spanish if you wish. ¡Pregúntame lo que quieras, corazón!

I look forward to all your asks!

(Author's note: Hola de nuevo! Notice that if you want to RT with me, I recommend that you let me know by message the dynamic you want to do, plus if I find an inappropriate ask I have the right to delete it or not respond to it I will also reblog from time to time artists from The Book Of Life, Maya and the Three and el Tigre. Enjoy this blog!)

#the book of life #la muerte #the book of life la muerte #ask to la muerte #maya and the three #el tigre #el tigre: the adventures of manny rivera

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marrondrawsalot · 8 months

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The Bitter Truth, a different ending that was alter

There’s gonna be angst up in here bitches, I have to use the full Ignihyde and most Scarabia group for this bs shit

Ps im using Sahil into this @skboba-stars, AND IM GONNA TRY TO KEEP HER IN CHARACTER OKAY

Isabelle, Estella, Drew, Freya, and Sahil are not my ocs.

Yuui/Amity, Yuu, Aqila, Jasminko, and Fayte are my ocs.

@adrianasunderworld @mangacupcake @writing-heiress @the-weirdos-mind @skboba-stars @nproduction626 @rose-tea-and-strawberries @anxious-twisted-vampire

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It was a battle within a domain, the lighting was a dark violent but bloody somber red hue glows. Every maiden was fighting at their best, against the lord of death and great sorcerer and their minions. Every maiden was at their calmest, keeping their cool and holding their positions. The two maidens against the two powerful was Sahil and Aqila.

Sahil was fighting Hades face on, kicking the god away with a strong kick. The woman smirked as she got a hit to the man. As the lord of fire scream in rage, howling of outburst of flames that burn the room to the hottest temperature. The maidens can withstand it. As everyone was focus, Aqila charged to Jafar. Screaming as she try her damnest to hit him with a dagger. She couldn’t help but scream, “I swear, my life gets a turn for this! But for every waking day, I enjoy kicking your ass!” She screamed, as a boy and girl sprung out from nowhere in the darkness. Blasting the maiden away from the sorcerer as Aqila body was whisked from the blast. Rolling on the ground as she laid by her side, “Aqila!!!” Shouted Drew, as she rushed to aid the girl.

One of the fates, with a mischievous voice, spoke aloud. “It’s funny, for a stupid girl like you who acts like a maiden. But truly…. You aren’t.”

Aqila eyes widen to this. After all, it was confusing as it sounds. “Aqila! Don’t listen to them! They are just crazy!” Shouted Freya, as she quickly shield herself from a punch of Catrina. The ginger with the magenta hue laughs, as she sprung to create a leeway of vines to shove the girl away. “Funny! The fates are always right!” She laughed. Estella jumped from behind, and whacked Catrina further away. Knocking the woman across the arena of battles. As Isabella rush to Freya, helping her up. The other fate began to speak. “Aqila, small hopeless child….” She said, as the sisters and Fayte walk towards her with malicious intent. “You were never a maiden in the first place~….” Said the more taller mature one.

Aqila felt her eyes widen, “w-what…..?” She mumbled.

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Long ago, a knight of the maiden of wit had married his beautiful and courage strong wife with love. Their children’s were born as twins. Beautiful and strong they’ll be at age when they are grown. But truly, they were given a destiny, they were to be the knights for the next maiden of wit. Who had been born a year prior to them. However. A deranged witch seduced the father to conceive a child, so that child can steal the ring from betraying the knights order and maiden themself. Though, the plan did not get followed through. As she became more greedier and greedier, wanting the ring and sabotage every day. Making the children’s be unsafe at their home, they sadly had to leave the kingdom. For good in a new world. However, the maiden of wits wish to bless the children’s on her own, but. One child had taken the ring, yet was given the knight of Aladdin dagger to symbolize her role. And that child. Was you.

“A q i l a”

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Aqila hung her head high, as she ravel into the truth. The fates don’t lie, and everyone was silent. The fight may be held. But Fayte couldn’t help but break the ice with a horrible cruel selfish laugh. “It’s hilarious ISNT it?!” He spoke. “You talk so mighty. But deep down…… you’re the wrong person….” He said. And Aqila world shatter on her, in her eyes was despair. Her entire life, her entire world…. Was just a mistaken role she given herself.

She was the wrong maiden. And the ring just adapt to her as a boost.

This image shows what it truly would’ve been if Aqila hadn’t taken the ring under Jasmine watch

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland oc #Marron writes #marron ocs #twst oc #twst #twst magical girl au #Aqila (Twst oc)#muts oc #Fayte Lyfie #I commit angst on you bitches

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belovedgamers · 2 months

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“No lore server”. Sure. Okay. “If you die you need a friend or ally to bring you back or you’re gone forever.” But no lore. Uh huh.

#sos smp #it’s okay i can take it from here #JDKSJJD /j #catrina speaks

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dreambones · 3 months

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Would it be okay to selfship with any of your cuphead ocs? :0

Thank you for asking first, and although I think it’s flattering for anyone to like my cuphead ocs to want to selfship with them, I am going to have to ask to please don’t do it.

My cuphead ocs are probably the ones I’ve had the longest active and tbh the ones I have projected into the most with the years. Bebe is my “official cupsona” but Luka with time has become a self insert of sorts too.

Goldie, Ditzy and Soda are not as close but I love them very much and I’m very attached to them (honestly the only one I don’t give a fuck about is Copper).

I used to allow others to ship/selfship with my cuphead ocs when I started in the fandom, but it led to some experiences that left me with a bad taste for a long while, so now I rather not risk it happening again, ya know?

Currently I am only comfortable with very close friends shipping with my ocs (Like Val @popfizzles and Luka).

Currently the only ocs I am ok with self shipping or shipping of other types, is Jake and other characters in Jake’s Halloween Night + Catrina’s Halloween Nightmare, since I kind of treat the characters in my games a bit differently than my fandom ocs, so to speak.

#dream answers #ask box #anon #CDDWTD #cuphead oc #cuphead ddwtd #faq #update to faq

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psychologeek · 11 months

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This is to explain about my fic. I recommend reading it first:

Because I put several Easter eggs, references, and other things you may didn't notice on the first reading.

I try to be careful here, with how/what I write - especially as I'm speaking about religious and culture I'm not a part of. Also, please consider that I don't speak Spanish and that English is a second language for me.

However, I tried to learn and educate myself. I tried looking for mexican writers, and looking more for what PEOPLE said, instead of researchers.

If I wronged anything, please let me know! I'm open to fixing and learning.

Short bits:

1. "His mom's culture" - I HC Katherine Todd as For this fic (and several others) I went with Mexican, because it worked better with my ideas.

2. "Santa Muerte" - Nuestra Señora de la Santa Muerte (Our Lady of Holy Death). Some celebrate her day on August 15th.

3. "Catrina" - refer to "La Calavera Catrina" ("The Dapper [female] Skull"). Hispanic version of Katherine.

4. "there are more things on heaven and earth"

5. Abchanchu.

6. la Llorona

7. wak-wak

8. Camazotz + "getting his head turned to a basketball"

9. "Say hi to the big guy for me"

10. He met his mother

11. "He wakes up... 6 months and 5 days later"

More detailed:

2. "As Señora de la Noche ("Lady of the Night"), she is often invoked by those exposed to the dangers of working at night, such as taxi drivers, bar owners, police, soldiers, and prostitutes. As such, devotees believe she can protect against assaults, accidents, gun violence, and all types of violent death."...

"Santa Muerte also has a saint's day, which varies from shrine to shrine. The most prominent is November 1... Others celebrate her day on August 15."

Another reason I focused on Santa Muerta was her being very important to the "lower classes". It works well with the way I see this universe and Urban fantasy. It actually got so long, I had to make it into a whole post.

3. "Catrina" is a version of 'Katherine' - that also means pure, unsullied. I HC her as an immigrant, and therefore wasn't probably originally called "Katherine" - but started using it in USA, as she try to 'blend in', or just as a preferred "mistaken name".

4. Shakespeare quote!

4.5. "crime ally attracts all sorts of beings" - I have a separate post about the worldbuilding.

5. Abchanchu - "a legendary Bolivian vampire who shapeshifts into the form of a helpless, elderly traveler. When a passerby offers to help him, Abchanchu victimizes him and drinks his blood" (wiki)

6. la Llorona - ("The Weeping Woman" or "The Wailer") is a Mexican mythical vengeful ghost who is said to roam near bodies of water mourning her children whom she drowned because they had no food.

7. wak-wak - "a vampiric, bird-like creature in Philippine mythology. It is said to snatch humans at night as prey".

Honestly? The moment I read about it, I was like - "yea, it's perfect for the worldbuilding". Why wouldn't people believe Batman is a wakwak? We have here the vampire features (bat), but also birdy, "snatch humans at night", cryptid.

(Another bonus? Remind me of the word "Witwat". If you read my fic "Witwat and the Jin" you understand why I associate it with Batman)

8. Camazotz - In the Late Post-Classic Maya mythology of the Popol Vuh, Camazotz is a bat spirit at the service of the lords of the underworld. Camazotz means "death bat" in the Kʼicheʼ language. In Mesoamerica generally, the bat is often associated with night, death, and sacrifice.

Do I have to explain?

*8. "getting his head turned to a basketball" - there's a story where the Maya hero-twins Hunahpu and Xbalanque go to the underworld. They have to stay for the night in 'the house of bats' and hide themselves inside their weapons. Hunahpu stuck his head out to see if it's day, and one of the bats snatch his head and hang it as a ball for the gods to play with.

(I hope I'm not too wrong here).

So, 1- kids like disgusting things. 2 - think about Kid!Jason, who grew up with this story in his head, being taken away by The Bat to HIS HOUSE. (He was probably terrified af).

9. "Say hi to the big guy for me" - a quote from the Joker. I built a tiny parallel here - it's the last thing he here before he dies (Joker) and before he re-lives (His mom).

10. I sort of use it as an anthropomorphism - I don't go into religion here. I see it as - faith and beliefs and community can turn into something. I see it as one face of Death, but also different. idk. I hope it's understandable.

11. Jason died on April 26/7th. He comes back to life on October 31/November 1st - AKA Día de los Muertos. But, as I understand, Mexican tradition has 2 days - November 1st honors the souls of children (día de los angelitos), and November 2nd remembers the souls of adults.

So - Jason, on the edge of adulthood, comes back to life on the day of the angels, but crawls out of his grave on the day of the adults.

[better explanation:

and with photos: https://danestrom.com/dia-de-los-angelitos-remembering-children-day-dead/ ]

#batman #jason todd #red hood #crime alley #resurrection #Camazotz #Abchanchu #la Santa Muerte #La Calavera Catrina #mythology #mexico #Latino jason todd #Día de los Muertos #día de los angelitos #fic recs #fic analayzis #my writing

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stupid-sloot-headcanons · 6 months

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Thank you for responding civilly to me :).

I appreciate that you didn't teach it as the "Mexican Halloween" like most teachers do when they speak about el Dia de los Muertos, it can get really frustrating when all throughout my years in middle and highschool and those of my other friends who've gone to school in different areas taught it as a Hispanic version of Halloween.

I find it interesting how Japanese people also have their own festival to honor the dead and welcome their visiting spirits, and the difference in how they celebrate and decorate. I'll definitely research their Obon festival :D

No problem! That sentiment in the US is unfortunately common, even in areas where there are a lot of Mexican-Americans that you can like. Talk to. And learn easily that it's a different thing from Halloween.

Obon is really cool! It's a festival honoring the dead but like Dia de los Muertos, it's not somber or sad and is super fun. They do fireworks, festival stalls, and they have traditional dances they do called Bon Odori. They don't paint their faces tho and don't have a symbol/icon like La Catrina, so my kids were VERY surprised to see pictures of so many people dressed up in Mexico with face paint and colorful costumes. They DO like to wear yukata though since Obon takes place in summer and it can get kind of hot.

And bless their hearts, some of my kids really tried hard to say all the Spanish words like "Dia de los Muertos", "La Catrina", "ofrenda", etc. The one they all said easily was "pan" when I was showing them "pan de muerto" since the Japanese word for bread IS "pan". But they were really struggling with the rest lol. Some would try to say "dia de los Muertos" and others just gave up and call it "メキシコのお盆" (Obon of Mexico) instead. But they all thought it was super cool!

#sloot in japan #.personal

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anyathefandom · 8 months

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❄️The liason diaries❄️: 8/31/00 to 10/9/00

Note: So I'm picking up where I left off last time on the liason diaries because current GH sucks so I need to watch some quality soap entertainment.

Liz: I bet you've seen the wind in a lot of different places. Jason: no I've only seen it with you.

Aww I think it's nice but a bit sad that Liz feels like she can only be her true authentic self is when she's around him.🥺

Like I knew JR Jacob young played lucky at this point but it's still a whole jump scare.😂 I was like sir what the hell are you doing here?!!

Sonny is giving Jason (and me because I'm clueless) the rundown on why lucky was being weird with Jason so Carly now believes Liz wants sonny for herself so she told lucky that liason was more than platonic. Oooh she's a messy bitch.😂

Jason basically: Waaaait you speak Carly now??? Sonny: What?😳Nooooo Jason: Omg you're starting to understand her. Sonny: Hey listen it ain't like that. No but the way I cackled because sonny clearly has more of an understanding of how Carly operates and is now in denial about it.😂

Hearing sonny talk about Carly is the funniest shit ever because mans got nervous that Jason was catching on to the fact that he has feelings for her and instantly started to complain about Carly. Like sir we see you.😏

Carly really came into Liz's workplace to gloat that Jason is back and hasn't come to see her but ended up looking like a clown the minute Liz told her he came to see her last night. The way Carly instantly got triggered and proceeded to act like Liz was stalking Jason had me dead. Like miss girl can't accept the fact that she isn't the only woman in Jason's life.🙈

These Carly and Liz scenes slap though. The rivalry chemistry hits.🤷 Also Sarah and Rebecca face card's will NEVER decline.

Okay so I feel like I'm missing something about lucky because right now Liz is telling Jason about how apparently lucky told her to be with Nikolas but his eyes were saying something different. Sounds like this man was brainwashed or blackmailed.🤔

It wouldn't be Liz if she wasn't trying to get on that bike.🤭

Okay so I'm really loving Liz asking Jason how he was able to let go of robin because she wants to be able to move on from lucky because lucky is pushing her away and Jason is explaining to her how it hurt more than anything for a while after Robin was out of his life but with time it fades and you start to remember that you have things to live for such as people or goals to accomplish and eventually you'll realize the pain is gone one day.

Ship aside I really do love their friendship above all else. They've been each other's rock and it really reminds me of CaTrina.🥰

Jason: What do you like? Liz: I don't understand- Jason: Painting? Ice cream? Going fast- Liz with no hesitation: Going fast! Me: Okay GH writers where is Liz's motorcycle?!!!

Jason: I used to fight. Liz: With whom? Jason: Anyone I don't know. *Liz laughs* you don't strike me as the fight picking type. Jason: oh no I'm not really but there must be something about me that irritates people or they knew it was something that I wanted because I would go to Jakes and I wouldn't even be paying attention and then some guy would insult one of the waitresses and I would try an stop him and then all hell would break loose.

It's still blowing me how this Jason has me like:

Sidenote: Like perhaps I understand now the dicks wars liason and Jasam was having back then over Jason🤭

Boxing lessons! Their cuties fr fr.

Jason: How hard can you hit? Liz: *laughs* I don't know I don't go around hitting people everyday. This whole bar fighting thing is gonna be kind of new for me.

Jason: See now you gotta move otherwise your too easy to catch.

Me: it's all going according to plan 😈

Okay but I need Liz to apply some of those jabs to Finn's face as of right now.🙃

A Robin in Paris mention!

Not them bantering about her driving his bike. Like I'm legit giggling and kicking my feet.🤭

Lucky while there bantering:

Liason be minding their business and having an innocent conversation and someone will just be lurking on them.😂

*Lucky creeping out of the shadows* lucky: You don't belong with him. Liz: Lucky- lucky to jason: Stay the hell away from Elizabeth.

Jason internally: *Plays Beyonce- Deja Vu* No because I'm sure Jason is going "First Nikolas now his brother 😩"

Wait wasn't lucky and Jason cool before he died like bro why does lucky sound like he got genuine beef with him now? Like you can tell this isn't just about Liz.

Lucky: Why don't you admit that you are trying to go for Elizabeth. Jason: She's my friend and I thought you were too. Me: Oh so it's not just me going "???" On why lucky is being an asshole to Jason.

Y'all the ugliest laugh just came out of me because Lucky really tried to swing on him and instantly got pushed back by Jason. Like nah that was embarrassing for him.🙈

Oh now lucky is saying Liz belongs with him.👀Yeah I knew something was going on with him because ain't no way he doesn't still love Liz.

Jason: This guy this dealer Zander. Me: Waaaait is that how Zander got on the show 😳

Now Zander is taking emily hostage and the fact that I know they fall in love has me like "okay how is that about to happen?🙈"

The way I still trust Jason way more to get shit done rather than the pcpd.🤷

Liz basically: Wait so Carly and sonny got married??? Where does that leave you? Jason: Me?😕 Mans really was like "What exactly do I have to with this?😂

Listen to this day I still can't believe this writing regime did a jarly wedding and tried to convince us Jason was developing feelings for her again.🙈

Carly just got here and already starting a fight with Elizabeth 🙈 like girl do you rest?😂

Why did I laugh so hard seeing Jason searching for Emily and then the scene cuts to her and Zander chilling in the jaguar and her getting excited to hear the song her and juan wrote on the radio.😂 Like Zander ain't she supposed to be a terrified hostage???

Lucky is being so difficult about this Emily rescue plan and refusing to go back home with Liz like Jason told him to do and I'm sitting here like "Yo your going to get someone fucked up because you think you know it all😩"

Seeee now Liz is at gun point and he's spilling the details about the plan. This is what I was talking about!!

Now Jason got to save Liz and I already know lucky gonna cry about it in the car later.🤭

Emily to Jason and LnL2: Liiiiisten y'all don't know Zander like I do.

Like girl was defending him hard😂

Liz: why did you cover for Zander? Jason: Because Emily asked me too, why did you? Liz: Because you did. Me: AND THAT'S ON WHAT??!!! BEST FRIENDSHIP! yeah y'all thought I was going to say ✨Soulmatism✨ 😂 I'm not there with them yet but perhaps down the line i will be🤷

Liz: Why do you think she cares about him after what he did? Jason: I don't know people aren't all one thing or another. You know for everything that Zander has done wrong he did something good and Emily saw that. Liz: Yeah sometimes that happens. A person can appear one way to everyone else... harder and dangerous but you know they can be different. Me: *squints* Oh....i'm about to be in their chokehold...

No you guys because one thing about Liz girlie is forever going "Fuck with the haters say Jason Morgan is him"😌

Sidenote: I want to say I love that Jason trusts Emily's judgement so much that he immediately went along with letting Zander go. That's family right there!

My end thoughts: Liason kinda iconic because everybody is always lurking on them😂 but in all seriousness their friendship remains🤌 for me because I love the way they can be themselves around each other and are so comfortable with each other they can have deep talks and they have this implicit trust is one another that will always make me go "And that's a superior friendship baby!!" Oh and Liz always wanting to get on that bike will never fail to take me out. Like please GH should've given Liz a bike of her own.🤭 Part 3 is definitely a go because this was too much FUN!

#I wasn't full fledge shipping them last time i was just really appreciating their friendship because they were really sweet with each other #and it was clearly a friendship they both needed #but this time around they kinda got me like 👀#their such cuties together tbh🥰#jason morgan #elizabeth webber #general hospital

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