Nothing more important

[dequererte]

h-Hewwo?

[faithtrustpixiedust5]

[dequererte]

indomitablespirits said:‘  i am sorry i do not have more time  ’ ((Hector @ Vicki HI AGAIN 😭))

“ ¿And why is that? ” Victoria raised her brow bone. She was leaning up against the railing of a rickety walkway in Shanty Town, arms crossed, spine stiff. Displeased didn’t even begin to cover it.

“ ¿Because you have to play your next great escape? You do know the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result. ” She might not have found out about it, but Chicharrón had been SCREAMING about his van for two horas and well...who else could have ‘borrowed it’. “ I’m not going to let you do it. Whatever it is.”

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indomitablespirits said: “Hey, come here. It’s alright.” ((Hector @ baby Vic plzzz))

The little skeleton shuffled a little closer to her abuelito, glaring up at the board guard with her fiercest glare. Despite being so small, she managed to make the guard yelp a little and slink down lower into his uniform. They wouldn’t let Papá Héctor cross the bridge. His photo wasn’t on an ofrenda, so she’d have to go alone. But she couldn’t! She was a child! She needed an adult! She needed her abuelo!

“...It’s not alright.” she sniffled, glaring harder at the guard and the Marigold Bridge that lay beyond. “You HAVE to come with me. We have to see Mamá y Mamá Imelda. You have to meet mi hermana. You have to..”

[dequererte]

indomitablespirits​:

dequererte​:

indomitablespirits​:

dequererte​:

indomitablespirits​:

HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN STANDING THERE.

“….”

The deepest of sighs that only Victoria Rivera can manage.

“….What sort of crime…?”

………

“Hah…!! You really ARE like your grandmother…” Wait what.

“You like fireworks?”

She was going to regret this.

So much. Later

“Un poco. Where are we aiming them?”

[indomitablespirits]

HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN STANDING THERE.

[dequererte]

Long enough to be DISAPPOINTED 

[indomitablespirits]

“Ay, v-vaya, I wasn’t being serious! Every once in a while I just……..aaaaahhhhh……”

Thoughts dry. Jaw stuck.

“……Please don’t tell your abuela.”

[dequererte]

“....”

The deepest of sighs that only Victoria Rivera can manage.

“....What sort of crime...?”

[indomitablespirits]

HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN STANDING THERE.

[dequererte]

Long enough to be DISAPPOINTED 

[indomitablespirits]

“If my wife thinks she can just bat her cute lil’ eyes at me and get whatever she wants…”

“……she’s absolutely right.”

[lloronala]

[dequererte]

cantenalcoro said:  “I will squeeze the unhappiness out of you!”

¡Teto was a chico after her own heart! Before the boy could make a move, Rosíta squeaked with glee and wrapped her arms around him, squeezing him tight with far more strength than a skeleton should have been capable of.

“ I’ll never be unhappy then! ” she cried with glee, picking Teto off the ground and spinning him around.

[dequererte]

((SORRY THIS IS A DAY LATE BUT HEY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! ❤️))

[ O H. THANK YOU DARLING. I DON’T KNOW WHAT’S UP WITH MY INBOX I’VE NEVER GOTTEN ANY NOTIFICATIONS BUT AAAAAAAAAAA I LOVE YOU ]

[swanpit]

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lloronala​:

❁ ❁  Right where she wanted them to be. While her nieta seemed to be lost in her own thoughts, she seized the opportunity to ask her significant other if she was free tonight. & to her surprise, there was an enthusiastic nod coming from the other. But of course, she had to ask her novia about it, needing her opinion to make sure it was fine by her. As much as she knew how she felt, she watched her become feeble with her own bitterness, melting away into a fatigued agreement. “  Epa, I’m glad both of you agree to it.  ”

A smile flashing at the pair, she steered her smirk specifically at Victoria. “  I’ll have to leave for now, then—dinner isn’t going to make itself.  ” Not to mention she had to tell Rosita at least about this. Two fingers placed in the corners of her mouth, she blew into it, which summoned her majestic alebrije. Climbing onto her, she gave them one last look. “  I’ll be expecting both of you, at….a ver, nos vemos en una hora.  ” With that said, she flew off into the city lights, as though she wasn’t here in the first place.

An hour had past—-& they were practically done with dinner. Now all they were waiting was the couple themselves. A part of her was aware of the slight chance that Victoria convinced them to bail, but she was more than certain that they would come.

The sound of the door opening was then heard, & all eyes focused intently at its direction—awaiting for their company to step into the light.

     Celi was still smiling even as Imelda flew off on Pepita. “ ¿See querida? It wasn’t that awful. She’s actually pretty agradable all things considered. There wasn’t any reason to be worried! ” But as the fotógrafa turned to give her novia another kiss, she finally noticed how the shoemaker looked like she was about to explode. Or scream. Or both. “ Erm, Victoria are you-- ”

   “ ¿Am I Okay? Of course I’m okay. My entire familía is going to meet you ALL at once and my abuelita is never going to let me live this down until the day of my final death. I’m perfectly alright!”

    Celi narrowed her eyes. “Are you being sarca--”

    “ Sí!! I’m being sarcastic!” Victoria snapped before groaning and placing her head in her heads, furiously rubbing her eye sockets. “ This is going to be a nightmare. ”

    “Be positive,” Celi insisted, rubbing Victoria’s shoulder blades gently.

    “I am positive this is going to be a nightmare.”

    The hour passed, and as promised the couple arrived for dinner. Victoria stepped through the door first, and glared at her familia. A silent warning. BE GOOD. “Everyone, this is mi novia, Araceli.” She opened the door fully, and allowed her lovely novia to finally be face to face with the infamous Rivera family.

    “ Hola,” Celi said brightly. “¡¡It’s lovely to meet--OOF!!” Any proper greeting was immediately cut off by a bone crushing hug by Tía Rosíta full of giggles and other happy sounds.

“¡OH we’re so happy to meet you!” Rosíta cried, lifting Celi up and spinning her a bit before finally relenting and setting her down.

    Victoria sighed. “Celi, that’s my Tía Rosíta.” She pointed at her father, nervously wringing his hat in his hands and her Tíos standing behind him with the biggest grins on their faces. “That is mi Papá, and my Tíos Oscar and Felipe.”

  Celi waved, a little shyly but with a bright smile. “And this is my Mamá y mi abuelito, Héctor,” Victoria continued, gesturing to the pair standing in the doorway that lead to the kitchen with nearly matching eager expressions. Why did they all have to look so p l e a s e d?

 Her glare then rested on a very smug looking Imelda. “You already met my abeulita.”

[lloronala]

@dequererte​ said:  ‘ don’t raise your voice at me! ’  ||  accepting

❁ ❁  “  ¡I will raise my voice at you if I want to! Don’t you dare talk to me like that!  ” A finger pointed at her, she was on her toes as she looked up at her nieta, not willing to back down for a second. She wasn’t being honest with her again, & she had enough of beating around the bush. Therefore, she decided to confront her about it without holding back—thus leading to where they were now. “  As long as you’re in this household, you’re not going to behave this way, especially when you know you’re in the wrong. ¿Está claro?  ” The entire family could more than likely hear this happening from the next room, & they knew better to not interfere if they wanted to live.

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“ ¡Abeulita, stop it!” Victoria hissed through gritted teeth. She glanced over towards the door to the kitchen, hearing awkward shuffles and the soft worried squeaking of Tía Rosíta and her Papá. She didn’t need to drag the whole family into this, it was almost like she was purposefully trying to embarrass her. Well, it wasn’t going to work. She was allowed to have whatever misterios or hide anything she pleased.

Imelda might be the head of the familia, her grandmother, the woman she loved and respected more than anyone else; but she wasn’t going to be talked to like this, by anyone. Not even her abuelita.

“ íDios mio, I am an adult! I am not going to stand there and have you treat me like a CHILD. ” Her voice was a horrid, harsh almost stage-whisper. Only giving the illusion of keeping her voice down. Her anger growing by the second.

[lloronala]

Today is her bday ok goobbye

[leroichevalier]

→I give you my blessing, to go home and… never forget how much your family cares for you. 

[phantomemes]

starters  /  prompts taken from f. d. soul’s work ,  between you and these bones .  feel free to change pronouns  /  tenses as necessary .

‘  the problem is you keep trying to use your eyes  ’

‘  how i soften when you pull me against you  ’

‘  you are teaching me to love  ’

‘  i will pretend that i have not already heard the question in your eyes  ’

‘  you perhaps will become my swan song  ’

‘  it is a very human thing to love  ’

‘  you are my good days  ’

‘  i have been loved dearly  ’

‘  i promise you will not always be this war  ’

‘  thank god for the stubbornness of organs  ’

‘  it takes me seven days to stop being in love with you  ’

‘  there will always be another day  ’

‘  there will always be another mercy  ’

‘  perhaps i will take up dancing again  ’

‘  what a pretty little disaster you will be  ’

‘  i am terrified for you  ’

‘  i will fold inside of myself  ’

‘  today i am thankful  ’

‘  i didn’t want to sleep because i didn’t want to wake  ’

‘  come and get me  ’

‘  i tell myself i do not need you  ’

‘  i think i broke again last night  ’

‘  i’m just trying to connect with you  ’

‘  you are an ocean that will perhaps never stop crashing  ’

‘  burn the house down in search of yourself  ’

‘  don’t you dare ever stop looking  ’

‘  i struggle not to feel guilty  ’

‘  you are a wild  ,  unkempt thing  ’

‘  sometimes it is a very sad thing to be human and longing  ’

‘  find that you are made of russian nesting dolls  ’

‘  the trees are always kindest with spring comes  ’

‘  teach yourself the hymns again  ’

‘  he is every amen i have ever laid down on lips  ’

‘  this life is an altar  ’

‘  i am sorry i do not have more time  ’

‘  there is a mountain in me  ’

‘  by the morning i am a triumph  ’

‘  there are words playing hooky in the back of your throat  ’

‘  today is by far the most beautiful creature i have ever come across  ’

‘  there are many things that will fit beneath your skin  ’

‘  forgiveness does not take up much room  ’

‘  some days you will breathe and it will be enough  ’

‘  you do not have to hold it quite so tightly  ’

‘  there is a prayer in me  ,  still  ’

‘  you scare me a little  ’

‘  you can be a good thing and not a whole thing  ’

‘  there are flowers in my chest again  ’

‘  the rain comes and sounds like you  ’

‘  i cannot tell you why i still trust god  ’

‘  find peace and build a home out of it  ’

‘  there is never an end  ’

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[ SORRY I’VE BEEN GONE! I’VE HAD LOTS OF WRITING WORK TO DO BUT!!

TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY! I’M OLDER! NOT WISER! BUT SURELY MORE TIRED!! ]