#recuerdaxme

[lloronala]

❁ ❁  “  You....¿want me to help you catch your own alebrije?  ” She stopped everything she was doing to give all her attention on him. He had been talking about it for a while, but she assumed it was out of curiosity. “  ¿Dante is not enough for you? I thought you two were getting along just fine.  ” Or did Dante belong to Miguel more? She truly could never tell. “  Well, you can do that on your own, ¿no? Why do you need my help?  ”

@recuerdaxme​​  ||  starter call

[memtides-archive]

"Epa - that's a pretty drawing. Are you an artista o something?" Tired spine bent as he leaned over the smaller, amber eyes glued to the white page with some penciled scribbles. "These are very good, chica ! What are you drawing from? You see the personas walking by o you are drawing from memory?" ( For Naminé )

Naminé stared down at her drawing, bony hands sliding with grace across the paper. This world was beautiful, lively, despite everyone being dead. A world like this is where she’d love to come the day she dies, but nothing this special is no place for a wicked, little witch. Indigo blue slowly looked up to see an elder man looking over her shoulder, making her watch him carefully. Bad experiences with grown men, Xemnas, Marluxia, and DiZ; one after another, she’d have no freedom, just grown men wanting to use her for her powers and once they were done, they’d ‘throw her away’.

No. I’m just a witch. On the paper that the other found pretty, would be the world before her but with Sora, Kairi, and Riku in it. She didn’t answer his first question, not wanting to reveal her powers, but she answered the last question, “It’s from memory with the help of the world before me.” @recuerdaxme

[slaughtervibe]

“  hey SKULLFACE, get OUT of my car right now. you think you can just steal it & get away with it?  ”

@recuerdaxme  //  ❤ starter call

[crcwnedjewels]

@recuerdaxme

❝  The amulet’s visions weren’t daydreams they were memories. Memories of you with a young girl, no older than me singing a song together. ❞ 

As Sofia recalled what she had seen in that short moment she felt her own heart tear because the way this man looked loving towards the young girl deep down reminded her of the last moments she shared with her own father before he departed overseas never to be seen again. She took a deep breath to conceal how much the other person’s memories had hit so close to home for her. After all, this wasn’t the perfect time to be stuck in memories of the past. Besides if she was going to give this story a happy ending she needed to know who the girl was. 

[conquerus]

🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼 ( they're all cempazúchitls )

he’s babey! give him a flower / accepting.

          oh, woah! after all the commotion of his making off with héctor’s hat, it’s hard to see this coming. he and héctor are sitting on the edge of a rooftop, legs dangling off its side and watching the lights of la tierra de los muertos gleam across the windows and cobblestone paths. it’s amazing here–amazing in a way that makes sora wish he could have seen it sooner–but there’s a double-edged sword to that statement. 

          for all miguel has to worry about with time limits, sora wonders what it means for him. will sticking around too long change him from skin to bones? usually, world magic doesn’t apply to him... but he hasn’t seen donald and goofy in a while, and the journey he’s made this far is a little different. whatever it means, right now’s not the time to think about it.

          besides, he promises himself, it’ll be fine before he knows it!

          he has a friend in héctor, in imelda and in miguel... and that’s not even covering all the others he’s met on his way in! he’ll have friends wherever he goes, and the strength that stems from their connections will carry him forward! so he laughs away his worries, shaking his head underneath the cempazúchitls’ weight. his hair flutters against them, and he smiles, both grateful and chagrined for the gift. 

          “cool – héctor, you must’ve found a lot of petals to make something like this!” and for the short time they’ve known each other, sora’s learned héctor is nothing if not determined. so it doesn’t shock him that he could come up with something incredible in no time at all.  

         “thank you. for all your help, and for these... i’ll take care of them!” he guesses it’s about time he hands back over something equally important. 

          plopping héctor’s hat back on top of his head, sora shrugs and laughs. “oh, and hey... i’m pretty sure this belongs to you.” 

[angelsangels]

@recuerdaxme​  was the second to LIKE the sudden give away !!

   I have several questions about his anatomy but I won’t ask

also this is UGLY im sorry i cannot draw skeletons fjfjjf

[gxldheartedbrute]

@recuerdaxme

This was all so...strange to say the least.

Lewis remembers one moment shoving Arthur out of the way of...something. Then he woke up on the pavement of some random street. What had happened? Well, did that really happen? Jeeze, his head hurts...

He had gotten up to brush himself off and check his surroundings then froze...Everyone around him were just...skeletons and he knew for a fact those weren’t costumes or nicely done makeup. Not only that, the city was completely unfamiliar (Tempo was a small town in Texas where just about everyone knows each other and Lewis has NEVER seen these people before). Before he could say anything else some colorful animal with wings zipped past, just missing his head by a hair.

A beat passes and he notices he, obviously, caught stares of either terror or shock or maybe both from the people around him. 

❛❛Um...Hola?❜❜ he offered, a nervous grin on his face.

❛There’s a living man!❜

❛Don’t just stand there,do something?❜

❛❛Annnd adios--! ❜❜

With that, Lewis had rushed off. Going where? Well, he didn’t know, he just needed to get somewhere much less populated to figure out what was going on (and find something to hide his face while he’s at it--)

It wasn’t until he reached the more run down part of the city that he stopped dashing between buildings and ducking past people. It was hard trying to be discreet when he’s a 6′5 fleshy man of muscle-- Lewis caught his breath, not seeing anyone around him then sighed. 

❛❛Aye, dios mio I must be going crazy--- ❜❜ Lewis muttered to himself, dragging a hand down his face. ❛❛Am I dead? Nono, that’s...crazy-- ❜❜  he chuckled halfheartedly. ❛❛Then I’d look like everyone else here, right? But the living amoungst the dead? How would that happen? Ugh, if I only could remember---❜❜ 

A exasperated sigh left the young man as he tilted his head back and slid to the ground against the wall he had hid behind. ❛❛ Maybe it’s a dream or something? But it’s all too real...❜❜ 

[blackhxt]

@recuerdaxme

“Now that the little annoyance is gone..Hector that reminds me.Your job..”

    He looked over the folder containing the skeletons file.He plucked his skeleton from the world of the undead and saw potential.He even was gracious enough to let the soul visit their living daughter.Why would he be so nice to not only save them from being forgotten,but also letting them see their child?..The other’s deep rooted revenge.Carefully watching the skeleton he seemed pleased to see how prologue exposure to his presence as well as alittle truth to the other’s death taints the other’s mind.He will be a notable pawn of his which is why he hired him in the first encounter...It wasn’t just made official til he had them sign their soul away.Ending it with brutally ripping their eyeball out to keep a part of them tied.A mere condition to be met if they wanted to stabilize their form to interact with the living and not fruitlessly fade into ash as per usual to any soul that gets completely forgotten.     Eyes scan the paper as he set it down and looked at his new employee he resumed speaking.

“Flug is worthless in everyday things.But he is valuable with his mind.His inventions are note worthy as is the only one I trust to oversee and make every item that appears on the catalogue...Demenica..is a annoying  hyperactive girl that has a terrible infatuation for me.But as annoying as she is she mans as our wildcard.She’s destructive in everything she does.But like all weapons she’s powerful in the right hands.She handles the requests involving assistance in eradicating a hero.But with her nature she’s loud and easily drawns attention to herself.Which is where you kick in.With your nature I need a discreet worker.Hacking is one way to gather Intel but another is infiltration,and deceit.You can play into a persons emotions.Not only heroes but villians as well.I need someone to keep tabs on what happens.Although I know alot of things.I cannot be everywhere at once.And as of lately it’s getting more and more frustrating picking through my subsidiaries and weeding out the incompetent ones that do not meet  my standards.”

[dibaajimowin-moved-blog]

@recuerdaxme || ❤’d

“.... Dude, are you really one to be lecturing me on theft and/or lying right now?”

[contractualsarcasm]

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Turn on all the lights         Show them what they did to you.

[lloronala]

@recuerdaxme​ said: “I like to be curious. Otherwise, how will you learn things?” ||  accepting

❁ ❁  “  By not touching my things.  ” Swiping away the wrench in his hand, she shoved it in her apron pocket, firmly crossing her arms as she stood in front of him, demanding an explanation other than curiosity. “  ¿Do you know how long I’ve been looking for this? I had to repair something & you’ve made me scavenge this for practically an hour.  ” Totally dismissing what he had said prior, she brushed him off with a wave of a hand. She usually relied on her hermanos to do the fixing around the household, but considering their absence, she decided to take matters into her own hands. It wasn’t as if she was helpless, she had done it before in both Living & Dead, so she was more than confident in screwing a few loose screws. Alas, time was lost because of her husband’s curiosity, & well…what else was she supposed to do other than helplessly shake her head at him?

“  ¿What did you need it for anyway? Use it on your guitarra? Invent a new type of guitarra?  ” God, please let the last one be not true—there were enough inventors in the Rivera house.

[bluebxmfing]

Dead Man’s Party

@recuerdaxme

     It’s not exactly as if Kurt’s been trying to die to get back into heaven. It’s not something he’s been actively attempting, he just seems to get into more situations where he dies lately. Every time so far, heaven still won’t accept him. Neither will hell, which is good really, but he’s still been annoyed. Though this is something he didn’t expect.

     Angry mobs are probably the worst way he can think of that he’s died, and now it’s happened twice. He’d probably be more upset if he didn’t end up somewhere that looked like a dock? This can’t be right. Did he teleport? Is this a joke? Maybe Amanda sent him here as some kind of prank.

     The dock is barren and nearly empty. He waves away the smoke before he realizes that yes, that generally means he teleported. He stands and realizes that he is actually still hurt, at least a little, from what he assumed was a brick someone slammed into his ribs. Ouch.

    “H-hello..?” he looks around for signs of any form of life. Best to be wary though, he’s a little annoyed his swords aren’t with him.

[matriarcarivera]

Continued from here @recuerdaxme

Imelda’s hand was left in mid-air when  Héctor limped away, she stretched out a little, but did not push further, only watchng him as he kept out of her reach...almost as if he was embarrassed. Embarrassed to have the break or embarrassed for her to see. Her eyes flickered over all of him now, looking at every tiny break, every large crack, the awkwardness of his gait because of it. 

It hurt her to see it. 

“Héctor...” She sighed, moving closer again, taking the tape in her hands, “I will tape it the right way, but I will not call it a day, aún no” Her voice was firm but warm as she gently taped the bone the way it should be set. 

[tangledfate]

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She wasn't on an ofrenda, she had no interest in going back to the land of the living, her brothers would be here soon enough as it was. Still that didn't stop her from sitting just outside one of the gates that led to the living world and watching families make their way to visit their living relatives; doing her best not to make grumpy eye contact. This didn't work very well when he stopped beside her, watching her curiously.

"It's rude to stare." She snapped sourly, glancing up at him through a curtain of dark hair.

[origcmibird-a]

   HE’S EXCITABLY JOGGING DOWN the cobblestone streets, practically leaving poor Héctor in the dust as his small frame easily squeezed past skeletons in the crowd. They were making their way towards one of these ‘trolleys’ Héctor had described, which was supposedly the quickest way to get to their destination.

    Funnily enough, Kubo had never heard of such a thing. “ HÉCTOR! May I admit something to you? ” He says, spinning on one foot to look at the poor skeleton while walking backwards. Since their discussion in the alleyway, Kubo had piped up at the renewal of hope they had for finding his parents. Dilly-dallying would be wasteful, so it was ‘ walk and talk, ’ his mother would say.

    “ I’VE NEVER HEARD OF THESE THINGS. Or seen them before. Like, ever ... in my life. ” Though he assumed they acted like wagons, based upon what he had witnessed. “ KEEP UP! It’s not much further, right? ”

    ... ABOVE THEM, a shadow zooms across the street. A few skeletons look up. Others continue about their way. The shadow, which was huge in size, belonged to that of what looked like a massive, dark violet bird. Since Kubo had arrived here, he had seen various kinds of animals in all shapes in sizes, with bright neon colors and striking patterns. But he had never quite asked what they were.

     “ HÉCTOR? What’s with all the animals that live here? ” // @recuerdaxme

[conquerus]

          “miguel’s makeup looks awesome. you did it all by yourself?” donald’s magic covers sora’s face in ghostly white and strips of charcoal black; halloween town was one thing, but this is another. but hey, from the sounds of it, héctor made miguel look like them all on his own! and that deserves all the praise he’s got to offer. 

@recuerdaxme / sc.