#ozo matli

[invincible-selfxmade-punk]

I had an incredibly crazy dream last night.

I dreamed I was visiting my friend Rose in Dallas. At her house it was filled with art and sculptures and carved things on the walls. A lot of it was Aztec art, lots of animal carvings, it was so filled with art that the house seemed very narrow and hard to get through and cluttered but it was also extremely beautiful and ornate.

I've never been to her house in real life.

In the dream she had a different husband and he was telling me how he wanted to get me a job as an assistant professor at a university but to do that he would have to teach me how to use Macintosh computers.

There were all these other things going on in the dream something about a children's birthday party and then something about going to visit so Pagan ritual where they were having a feast.

But finally I was in the bathroom running water for a bath. The water was turquoise blue. When I got into the tub, all around the tub there were these really fancy and really expensive cosmetics. So I picked up a gold colored eyeliner and decided to try it. When I put it on and looked in the mirror, not only did it line my eyes with gold, it turned my eyelashes completely gold as well. I looked like a living work of art.

Then from somewhere in the house so what started playing OZO Matli's "Who discovered America?"

I got so excited that I started singing along with the song, the song that was playing but it had different lyrics than the actual song and I couldn't keep up with it.

All of a sudden the door to the bathroom open and this man came in he started to lay down on me in the bathtub with his back towards me. He had curly black hair but that's all I could tell about him.

Then from out of nowhere came this witch! She had a shaved head and tattoos all over her head and she was wielding an ax and started shopping the guy up as he lay on top of me!!

I somehow survived but when I looked at the mirror I saw she had turned me into a baby. I was like a toddler only with the same mind that I have now. And I was walking through the house trying to signal to somebody to help me but I couldn't talk and all I could do was away with my arms.

[ssozo]

i will not ask you where you came from / i will not ask you, neither should you / honey just put your sweet lips on my lips / we should just kiss like real people do

thank you everyone for attending volo and i's wedding! the rest of the day will be a slow queue of art of him, alongside any fics that ive written. feel free to mingle, eat a snack, and dance with us to our playlist!

[ozomatli]

i looove going by like seven different names its so cool

[elmexitlyotl]

bueno... ahora que parece que los humanos no tenemos en concreto un tonali ni xiuhtli lo mas cercano es el mono ozomatli o batz (en maya es ztozt pero aqui se referie a una fecha) ozo en si es mono y matli mano (es como lo de manamana dudu dududu) porque la mano del mono porque es tan especial como la nuestra en el sol 2 los unicos que sobrevivieron al vendabal (de queztalcaotal el que aytrapo a xolotl) fue hue xolotl que es el pavo y asi durante bastante en el 3º sol pero cayo la lluvia y solo sobrevivio el mono y su maneras que es el que evoluciono en el 4º sol este se ahogo en inundacion de donde peces pero el sol de movbimiento se centra o entre guajolote a mono o entre gignate (1º sol) a nada (2º sol) el pez queda colgado porque es de donde viene el humano hace muchos cinco soles completivos eso es con sus 2 pares de soles anteriores, la mano del mono y la nuestra ambas sirven para el cero maya (que es el 1 y 0 en vigesimal) y batz viene explicado en wikiguate que no es un sabio pero en significado es mas que yo

[dean-the-smol-bean]

🤘🎧🎬🎶 there's a lot cuz Ily ;)

🤘- first concert you went to: it was Ozo Matli at my downtown theater when I was like eight and i feel asleep like 2/3 of the way through because I was a child and it was late and I didn’t know I should be appreciating this experience

���- favorite band: Ooh, this is hard. I really love Panic! at the Disco- I think I’m gonna say that. (I saw Brendon not long ago at a music festival in my town IT WAS AMAZING THEY DID BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY BRENDON’S FALSETTOS GOT ME SHOOK)

🎬- favorite movie: I don’t know that I have a single top favorite, but my top two are Ferris Bueller's Day Off and Dead Poets Society (I’m a hipster I know)

🎶- top five favorite songs: SHIT this one’s hard. I listen to a lot of Edgy Indie Hipster Songs™ so there a lot of that (in no particular order)

Fire Escape by Foster the People

Above The Cloud’s Of Pompeii by Bear’s Den

Atlas Hands by Benjamin Francis Leftwich 

The Judge by Twenty One Pilots 

Guillotine by Jon Bellion 

Ily2 babe ;))))))))

[ssozo]

the proposal

matli/volo, word count: 370. pure fluff :3

it's a quiet morning. both matli and volo had risen only an hour previously, but mornings came easily to the duo. volo sits cross legged in front of matli, who is weaving flowers into his devotee's hair.

matli hums an old song, one he had long forgotten the words for but could never forget the melody, as his fingers twist and plait through volo's long, silken locks.

volo is silent, eyes closed and deep in bliss at the sensation of nails scratching at his scalp, when his god stops humming to speak.

"my love," matli begins, "my disciple. we have lived in domestic comfort for so long. you have laid your darkest secrets at my altar, and i have come undone at your prayers. i know you, i see you, i honor you- and i must ask you a question."

volo twists around to look at matli's face. the grey haired god looks down, a light blush dusting his cheekbones. he raises a hand and caresses matli's cheek, the smaller man leaning into the touch.

"of course, matli. ask me anything."

"i… i know our bond is stronger than anyone can ever put words to. i know that our souls are intertwined. so… even if you say no, i am comforted by these truths."

volo simply tilts his head.

"volo… will you do me the honor of not only being my priest, of being my warrior of hisui, of being my sun and stars, but also… being my husband?"

both of them sit in silence, matli's eyes closed and eyebrows furrowed, as if bracing himself to hear a refusal. the silence stretches onwards, thicker than the stickiest combee honey, and in anxiety matli speaks again.

"i'm sorry. it was a stupid question- i shouldn't have even asked-"

matli is stopped mid-sentence by volo kissing him. the blond man peppers kisses all over his god's face, laughing with joy.

"yes, yes, yes! a thousand, a million times yes! nothing would make me happier!"

he kisses the tears that run down matli's cheeks, kisses the dimples in his smile, runs his hands through his grey hair and touches, touches, touches all over, as if to drink in every sensation of this moment.

[ssozo]

If you're still doing them: 🤪🙈🎞️ for Matli!!! -frankmillerturnonyourlocation

thank you emerson!!!! @frankmillerturnonyourlocation

🤪: What is your trait that fanon would exaggerate?

that's a good question! i think popular fanon would exaggerate his "i want to be dramatic but i'm actually a mess" and leave out why he's a mess- went cold turkey on his antipsychotics and forgot he took them at all.

🙈: Why would your ship be thought of as cute/fluffy? Why would your ship be considered problematic?

it's fluffy because these two genuinely care about each other and you can see it every time youre in a room with them. they radiate love with every sappy glance

its problematic because of the nature of their relationship: god and priest, worshiped and worshiper. volo encourages matli's delusions, because he wants it to be true too.

🎞️: What ‘canon’ scenes would the fandom point to as evidence for the validity of your ship?

there are a few- the first meeting, where matli re-injures his knee running from a wild pokemon and volo helps him catch the pokemon (a shiny eevee) and walks him back to jubilee village; the scene where matli confesses feeling like a god and volo believes him; and the confrontation at mount sinnoh after the player character defeats volo and giratina.

[ssozo]

i have to write a fic where matli experiences a psychotic episode. i have to.

[ssozo]

this is matli . btw

[ssozo]

is it really a self insert of mine if he isnt horrendously self destructive and takes one of my flaws and cranks it up on high

[ssozo]

giving your self insert the same psychotic symptoms as you can be something that is soooo personal

[ssozo]

in an unfamiliar place with nobody else around me . time to imagine The Scenarios

[ssozo]

thinking abt. matli trying to climb something to catch up with volo but as he takes a step his knee gives out on him and he falls . and he starts crying out of frustration because he doesnt *know* why he cant walk as far or as long as others, and he *wants* to keep up with volo. but volo just helps him up, offers an arm to lean on, and goes at matli's pace. takes breaks whenever matli starts wheezing, even if matli wants to keep going.

[ssozo]

matli's voice cracks during a really important long sustained note while hes singing and while hes hiding his face embarssed volo slowly pulls his hands away from his scarlet cheeks and smiles. matli puts his hands down and volo tilts his chin up with his own hand to make eye contact.

he kisses matli, a chaste one on the lips that flusters the other man more, and says in his usual chipper voice: "it's okay, my love. you're okay. i thought your voice sounded lovely, and if you want to sing more, you can. dont let one mistake stop you."

and matli is hesitant. he knows volo won't pressure him to sing more if he doesn't want to, but he also recalls how volo's eyes squinted upwards, how he seemed to sway his head to the sound and fall into the rhythm. and matli breaks into song once again

[ssozo]

Noa what do you think about that art of Volo?

giratina had abandoned him, arceus ghosted him, the plates shattered into pieces around him. volo had nothing- was nothing- and as he lay among the ruins of the temple of sinnoh his heart was empty.

what could he do now? by now the child in the survey corps had told their story to the entirety of hisui, and no man nor woman would accept him. volo watched the sun set and willed any sort of emotion to find him.

the stars winked and shined above him mockingly, daring him to dream of godhood again. he did not look up.

volo had no idea how much time had passed when he finally heard something that wasnt his own breathing. it was the clattering of rocks, over by the base of the cave that lead to the rest of hisui. maybe an alpha pokemon was on its way to put him out of his misery.

he was not so lucky.

"volo...?"

fuck. he recognized that voice. it was matli. why was he here? what could he possibly want from volo? was he here to rub salt into the wound, to scream in his face and say how much he deserved to lose?

"volo? are you here?" the smaller man scaled the steps, wheezing as he did so. exercise was not a favorite of his, which made his trek from jubilife village all the more impressive. matli spots volo hidden among the ruins and lets out a sigh of relief.

"oh thank sinnoh, you're alive- i was so worried. shit, i should have brought more bandages, i'm sorry." matli doesnt hesitate as he beelines to volo's side, fussing over his injuries and pulling things out of his satchel. "i brought some potato mochi, some of the rejects beni said we couldnt sell. theyre still tasty, although they don't really look it-"

matli continues chattering mindlessly, and to be completely honest it goes in one ear and out the other. volo is more stunned by the fact that he's here, and helping him, when surely the only reason he knew volo was here was from hearing what volo had done.

"matli."

"-and i'm not entirely sure how mickey got out in the first pla- huh?"

"why are you here?"

matli shrugs. "i told you i was worried."

"you know what i meant."

the other man finally turns his head away, stops touching him. volo continues.

"i'm the reason you're here. i opened the rift, cursed hisui, i lied to you-"

"i know."

tears well in the blond's eyes. "then why are you looking at me like i'm anything more than a monster?"

"you're not a monster. you're a man who made mistakes."

volo scoffs. "'mistakes' is an understatement."

"let me finish, volo."

matli stands. the sun rises behind him, creating a halo effect that blinds volo. he reaches a hand out to the man on the ground.

"you're a man who made mistakes. but your biggest mistake was putting your faith in the wrong god. you should have been worshipping me."

[ssozo]

"arven wants to be a cook" YEEAAHHHH BABEY THE GAYS KEEP WINNING

i have a thought in my head that matli helps arven start learning how to cook and its something they bond over when turo is working away from home