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theoi-crow · 3 years

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Happy Day of the Dead everyone!

Since this is a special day for my heritage, I thought I'd share a little bit about how I celebrate it.

Day of the Dead comes with different traditions celebrated by different families because Mexico is huge and there are regional differences. Depending on the family's tradition, it can be anywhere from one to three days long. My family celebrates it for 3 days starting on Oct 31st to November 2nd.

The first day (Oct. 31st):

This day is for the souls of infants and children. This is the day when we put toys, candy, and sweets on the "ofrenda" (the home altar used to put food and items for the Dead: (LINK)). Anything that will make a child happy goes on the ofrenda. This is a day where we play games, tell funny stories and avoid anything scary or spooky to not scare my child ancestors and little spirits.

Trust me, you do not want to scare ghost children... My sister did this once and, well, I'll talk about it in the "my family rules for Day of the Dead" section. Even thought this day is on the same day as Halloween and people will sometimes watch scary movies on this day. I personally avoid anything that has to do with horror and only give out candy so I can still be with my little relatives while celebrating two holidays that make children and toddlers happy.

The Second Day (Nov 1st):

This is the day for the elderly. Anyone who died within this age group is honored with things that comfort elderly people like cigars, cigarettes, rum, alcohol, sewing, knitting, or embroidery, the warm beverage "atole" (a Mexican beverage: (LINK) similar to hot chocolate but with hot corn and masa), hot soup, tamales and we generally avoid food that's hard on teeth like rough steak or caramel apples as examples since the elderly often eat softer chewing food that's easier on the teeth. This is the day when we play black and white Mexican soap operas, old movies, old songs, very traditional things, and tell stories about our grandparents.

For example: One of the stories that I tell is when my grandmother died. On this day, I felt her spirit the second she died, even though she was all the way in Mexico and I was living the US. I called my dad (it was his mom) ASAP and he started crying because even though he would not get the official news until a couple of hours later, he knew it was true because he could hear her on the other side of the line calling his name and saying, "I'm sorry my son (mijo), my dear little boy."

The 3rd Day (Nov 2nd):

This is the day for everyone else. Because children and the elderly require special conditions like avoiding scary things or avoiding food that's tough on the teeth, they are generally celebrated separately. The last day is for everyone else and the spirits come in droves which is why it's also the day with the biggest celebration and the most spiritually active day.

On this day we give out all the traditional things you see on ofrendas, especially Mexican hominy soup called pozole (LINK) which I'm planning to get for them later today. This is also the most active day because when your ancestors come, my goodness do they let you know they have arrived!

I have these women in my family who fought in the Mexican revolution who wear bandolier (bullet belts) and traditional Mexican clothes and I always know they showed up because I can smell the gunpowder on them. They are the reason why the women in my family tend to run the household. My mom definitely wears the pants 😂

I also have a grandpa who always smells like cologne, cigarettes and flowers. Whenever he shows up, I can't help but giggle because when I was little, he'd always tickle me and then ruffle my hair so it's always fun to have him over!

This day is also special to another deity I work with that I don't usually talk about. La Santa Muerte who has been in my family for a really, really, long time! (Pre-colonization long)

I recently broke a VERY big Ancestral Curse and the second I spoke to her, she was congratulating me on doing something so big for my lineage. She's incredibly kind but very active and because she comes from a very superstitious country, she'll make the place feel haunted to people who are not used to Mexican traditions which is why I never talk about her on my page since I don't want people asking me about her because she's very intense for those who aren't expecting it.

My family has rules for the Day of the Dead. These rules can be broken but they're there for the comfort of the living (so our ancestors don't accidently scare us too much because they're really excited and this celebration can sometimes be a little too much for the ones that are still breathing).

1. We cannot under any circumstances call anyone on the phone. The spirits are VERY active during this time of the year for us and they can and will intercept your calls. This rule started when the phone was invented since the celebration is apart of my heritage. When I was growing up, everytime an adult talked about having any spooky phone calls, it usually went:

"I called my mom and we were talking when all of a sudden there was a lot of white noise and suddenly I heard my father, who has been dead for 2 years, on the other line!"

"Did you call on Dia de Los Muertos?"

"Oh yeah! I forgot!"

"Well, your dad didn't!"

2. No matter how loud, the Dead get, let them celebrate and don't worry about the noise. Do not go to the ofrenda thinking you'll see the living making noise because the dead are coming and they can be LOUD. My roommate broke this rule because she heard laughter and general merriment at 3am one night even though I told her to ignore it cus it always happens on Nov. 2nd. She heard a lot of people and when she went to the kitchen (where the ofrenda was) she was terrified to find no one was there. When she left, the loud noise started again and to this day, she insists it was the scariest thing she had ever experienced.

3. Fun stories only! Mexican people love to laugh and our ancestors are no different. They can and will get annoyed if someone is bringing down the mood! Although some might think day of the Dead is a sad day because of the Dead, it's actually a very happy festive day. One time I was feeling a bit down on the dumps and went to make a milkshake for a cousin who likes them and somehow the lid came off and next thing you know, it went on my face. I could feel them telling me to relax so I just started laughing at the idea of these dead relatives telling me to stop being so somber.

4. Do not expose the little souls to scary movies or they will prank you. Do you remember when I said my sister forgot this rule? Well, she was REALLY excited about seeing a scary movie that came out that day and watched it on her television, by the ofrenda! She started freaking out cus the little souls though it'd be a fun idea to prank her by grabbing her feet from under the bed. Yeah.... I avoid anything scary and if I have to see it, I do it as far away from the ofrenda as possible.

5. Do not have sex during this time. The dead are alive... sort of. On the day of the Dead, it is traditional to treat the Dead as if they were alive because you are celebrating with them so just as you wouldn't have sex in front of your grandparents, children and extended family, don't have sex on this day because it's very disrespectful to the Dead who have been waiting all year long for this time of the year!

There are a lot more stories and rules I can share but I have things to do for this big day so I'll probably share more later!

Feliz Dia De Los Muertos

from my very happy ancestors to yours!

#dia de muertos #dia de los muertos #la santa muerte #day of the dead #la muerte

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we-have-bangtan · 3 years

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BCO (Bangtan Crime Org.)

Pairing: OT7 x Reader

Theme: Mafia au, poly au, smut (later), fluff, sassy female lead.

Warning: Swearing, gore, blood, smut.

Chapter 1 || Chapter 2

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"So, what's the verdict?"

"Oh, she's totally lying. She didn't say a single true thing the entire time she was sitting there. I'm sure if you asked her what color the sky was she would say 'red'." Jin answered as the seven of them gathered inside Namjoon’s office.

“so what do we do now?” Jimin asked, looking at the monitor, she didn’t even try to free herself considering the fact that they had tied her pretty loosely.

“Yoongi hyung, I think you should go in” Namjoon answered, looking into the monitor as well, there was something suspicious about this girl, she didn’t speak and if she did all she did was lie, she didn’t try to escape, she wasn’t even mildly panicking over the fact that the plan to kill atleast one of them had fail. She just sat there with a blank expression.

It irritated Namjoon, how calm she was, he watched patiently as Yoongi hyung went to get the work done, get the girl to tell them something. She was extremely young, younger than Jungkook who was 24 and sipping on banana milk while looking at the monitor as Yoongi came into view.

“Hello little girl” Yoongi greeted, the girl huffed, “Take a seat, this is going to take a long time” she jested, jerking her head towards the empty chair across the table from her, “how kind of you” Yoongi retorted as he took the seat, she rolled her eyes at him.

He got comfortable, loosening his tie and unbuttoning his collar, “So, what’s your name?” he asked, no response, “well then I’ll go first, my name in Min Yoongi, I’m the right hand man” he continued but was quickly interrupted by the girl, “Didn’t your friend already tell you my name? aish, you guys are so boring” she snapped, “boring?” Yoongi questioned, he had actually got a name from Jin hyung but they weren’t sure if she was lying or not.

“so you weren’t lying about that?” he asked, “of course not!” the girl said, her voice full of disbelief, So your name is actually Susan?”, “yes.”, “well that’s funny cuz Jin hyung told me your name was Mary” Yoongi retorted, a smirk taking over his features, “That’s my middle name” She answered, he breathed out a laugh at how hard she was trying, he would have pitied her if she hadn’t tried to kill them.

“Why do you keep lying?” he asked as he got up from his seat, he really didn’t want to hurt this pretty girl but he had no choice, if he needed information he would have to hurt her. She didn’t answer hid question, “is it loyalty?” he asked as he got closer to her, picking up the knife on the table on the way.

“Maybe.” she said, Yoongi ran a finger down the blade in his hand, “look, you tell me everything we need and we’ll let you go” he offered, “No.” was the answer he got, making him sign, “look, you don’t talk you get hurt, I doubt you want to get hurt” he warned looking her in the eye, she simply stared back at him before speaking again, “I like getting hurt”. The fuck, Yoongi thought, she was just like Jin hyung, no wonder Jin hyung had been so frustrated with only 10 minutes of her, but Yoongi wasn;t one to give up easily, he prided himself on his interrogation technique and he was going to get this girl to spill the beans.

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OUTSIDE

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“Do you think she’ll actually talk?” Taehyung asked, he could see why Jin hyung was so frustrated, having to interrogate someone who spoke just like him was difficult especially if they had Jin hyung’s way of deviating from the topic and a phd in the nonsense game.

The six of them payed closer attention to the pictures taken of the girl, she refused to tell them her name, Jungkook had been the one to spot her in the dealership area, atop a building with a sniper gun pointed straight at Namjoon’s head, the girl was clearly very ambitious for wanting to get done with Namjoon first.

“I don’t know, maybe we didn’t pressure her enough yet” Hobi answered Tae’s question, they all looked at the reports that the mafia members had given them, looking for any and all ways that the girl could have come in through, they couldn’t find any loop holes in the guard places.

“She’s so fucking annoying, oh my God” Jin exclaimed as he went through what he had gotten from her (which was basically nothing except for wrong information), “Glad to know you understand what it is like to ask you questions” Jimin retorted with a snigger making Jin glare at him.

“There was someone else with her on the terrace but they got away, she was even looking for them when we were taking her away” Jungkook said over Jin and Jimin’s bickering, “Any clue what that person looks like?” Namjoon asked as he looked at the pictures, the girl was pretty, she probably was a master in the skill of seduction with looks like that. Long, wavy brown hair and jet black eyes complimented her face structure, she clearly had a lot of skills other than being a sniped considering the fact that she had managed to get to the top of the building without being detected.

“All I saw was their back, he was very muscular and then he vanished into the street” Jungkook recalled, thinking a little harder to remember any of the details, “oh and he was wearing a cast, you know the kind they wear when they have a sprained hand, that one” he informed Namjoon who just nodded, a sprain bandage was easy to remove and the muscular back could apply to more than half of the mafia industry. They’d just have to wait and see if the girl gave up any information.

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“Now let us try again,” Yoongi coo’d pressing the knife to the girl’s thigh, “what is your name? and i want a real answer” he questioned, he watched the girl’s eyes shut with pain as the knife pierced her skin, it wasn’t a deep cut, just a slash to the top of her skin, not meant to kill, just to make her talk.

“That felt good, come on give me more” she choked out making Yoongi gape at her, was this girl insane or was she really into knife play to still be able to taunt him like this, he didn’t know anymore. He pressed his palm to the wound, blood coating his hand making her hiss, “your name darling” he asked again, pressing harder onto it. She shook her head, no, she was not going to talk to him yet. He just shook his head, pressing down harder onto the wound, her scream echoed through the room and outside as well making Jin wince outside.

“Yn, my name is Yn” she finally gave in, Yoongi’s hand coming off of her wound, “now, that wasn’t so hard was it, you wouldn’t have had to experience all that had you just answered me” he jested as he wiped his hand off on a rag, the gold rings on his fingers glinting in the yellow glow of the bulb that hung above the two of them.

“Now, Yn, onto the next question, who sent you?” he asked staring down at her, she didn’t answer, she just looked down at her bleeding thigh, refusing to meet his eye, “Speak up dear, unless you want to get hurt” he said, taking a step towards her, she still didn’t speak, he asked again as he ran the blood stained knife from the base of her neck to her chin, he didn’t hurt her, no, he just wanted to instill the fear inside her, it would be a shame to have to slice such a pretty throat, he thought to himself as he waited for an answer, no answer, his swiftly sliced her collarbone, blood seeping out of the cut. The girl hissed but didn’t say anything.

“Is this what you were told to do? give up your life but not give up information, are you really that loyal?” he continued, “Do you really think someone will come for you Yn? do you think they’ll rescue you from us? do you think you’ll get out of here alive?” he bugged as he brought the knife down on the side of her face, another sleek cut on her cheek. “Go away, you’re annoying” she groaned, not even bothering to try anything,Yoongi just laughed at her. She really was loyal, a little too loyal, if he had a person like her in his gang, he would reward her greatly for being so loyal because loyalty was something that was very rare in the mafia business.

“Ok then, why don’t you tell us how you got through our security instead” he offered, she contemplated for a moment before answering, “your security sucks, that’s how”, it pissed him off but he managed to keep his cool, “how so?” he asked, he genuinely wanted to know what was wrong with their security so he could chew Hobi out about it later. “Everything” she replied, “maybe be more specific,” he jabbed as he walked around the room when a sharp knock sounded on the door. “Come in” he permitted leading to Hoseok coming inside.

The two of them exchanged hushed whispers before Hoseok left again. Yoongi leaned against the table looking at the girl, he really did feel pity for her now. “We got a message from your people” he said as he toyed with the knife, her head shot up at the information, were they negotiating with Bangtan for her? were they going to rescue her? were they coming to get her? hope ran through her as she thought all the possibilities.

Yoongi looked back at her once Hoseok left the room, all he felt was pity for her but he wouldn’t show it on his face, nope. “They’re letting you go.” he informed watching as her eyes widened at the news, “look, just tell us what we need and we’ll let you go as well” he told her, he really did feel bad for the girl but he had a job which he was supposed to do.

“No.” she said, looking down at the floor, how could they do this, why would they do this after everything she had done for them, they knew she would hunt them all down one by one once she got out, “why would they do that?” she pondered out loud, “Maybe because they don’t have faith that you’ll come out alive” he answered, watching as anger flared in her eyes, what ever the people who had sent in that message had done, they were going to pay for it dearly.

“Well, how do you feel? to be abandoned just like that?” Yoongi asked, egging her anger on, “you know, being abandoned ever after being so loyal, I pity you, they don’t deserve your loyalty Yn, they don’t deserve it at all” he told her, it was the truth, being so loyal to the gang only to have them not be loyal to you hurt.

Gang life was all about loyalty and this gang that Yn was from was clearly not loyal to its members. “I’ll talk, but -” she paused looking up from the floor, straight at Yoongi, “but what?” he asked, carefully leveling her up, “You need to let me up first, these ropes are giving me a burn” she said, a mischievous grin taking over her face.

“And why would I do that when you came very close to killing Namjoon” he asked with a raised eyebrow, “because I have no reason to kill you anymore, I don’t kill without a purpose” she answered, a challenging look on her face, “give me a minute” he said heading to the door, “either you free me or I free myself dude” she said before he could leave the door. “Can I call my friends here atleast?” he questioned, feeling doubtful about what she was thinking, would she free herself and kill them all? did she have any other hidden weapons? was she capable of killing all of them and making it out alive? he thought about all this before she answered, “Sure, call all your men if you want, I’m harmless when I don’t want to kill.” she assured.

Yoongi shrugged, heading towards the camera that was located, gesturing them to come inside the room, it only took a few moments for the six of them to file into the room, three guards waiting outside for any commands given.

“Anneyonghaseyo!” Yn greeted the six of them who ignored her, quickly circling Yoongi to listen to what he had to say. They spoke in hushed voices, making sure Yn couldn’t hear them before Yoongi turned towards her again, the rest of the boys moving away from him, “We’ll free you but no funny business ok” he said as Jimin came forward to cut the ropes binding her.

“Aishh, I knew the seven of you were handsome, but not this handsome” she said as Jimin released her, moving away from her with caution, “Aish my beautiful hands” she said, taking note of the rope burns on her wrists. “You knew we were handsome?” Jin asked as Yn inspected her injuries he was quite surprised by the news considering the fact that they didn’t know that they were talked about in other mafia circles.

“Umm.. yeah, you guys are kind of a big deal in the mafia, we had a dartboard with your faces on it back at the compound” she said, looking back up at them to see them blushing.

“Uhh.. do -, do you need cotton for that?” Hobi asked pointing at her wounds, she nodded, “and a mirror too please” she requested as she sat more comfortably, untying her legs as well so she could stretch them out, “So what do you guys want from me and what will you give me in return?” she asked a boy rushed into the room with a first aid kit and a mirror before rushing out of the room.

She leaned forward, grabbing a piece of cotton before looking at her face in the mirror, “Aish, could’t you stab me somewhere else, my beautiful face” she whined as she cleaned up the blood and sweat, true Kim Seokjin behavior Hobi thought as she cleaned herself up, waiting for her to get done before they started to question her.

Yn took her time while treating herself, because her injuries were more important than what ever information they needed, she even hummed to herself as she put on the bandage, putting extra pressure on it before taking her hands off.

“Well, what do you need?” she asked sitting up straight. “this place isn’t exactly ideal for business deals, we’ll go upstairs where we can speak comfortably” Namjoon stated, she nodded as she got up, not showing any signs of pain at flexing her thigh.

Jimin and Yoongi followed after her, closing the interrogation room behind them.

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Yn sat comfortably on the huge, luxurious sofa in Namjoon’s office, but she was going to complain about it just because she wanted to, “Yah, is this how the richest mafia lives? sitting on such bumpy sofas?” she groaned as the boys sat or stood at various places in the room, only Namjoon sat in the arm chair opposite to her.

She crossed her injured leg over the other one, she wasn’t going anywhere any time soon, might as well be comfortable. “So...” she began as the same boy who had got her the first aid kit got her a can of coke, she raised an eyebrow at that but didn’t refuse, taking the chilled can in hand she waited patiently for them to say something.

“So...” Namjoon started, the awkwardness settling in the air. “we need information on who sent you and why” Jin asked, trying to help Namjoon out, “what do i get in exchange?” she countered, she was willing to bargain but she needed a price first, “what do you want?” Namjoon asked as she popped the coke can open, the sound of the fizz drowning out whatever she was saying so she repeated again.

“I need a gang,” she said, taking a sip of the fizzy drink before continuing, “I, in case you don’t know me, I am Hwang Yn,” she said making the seven of them look at her with shock, the Hwang’s were quite popular among the mafias, they were born to kill, trained from a young age and only the most prominent gangs had a Hwang in them, Bangtan didn’t have any Hwangs yet, not because they weren’t prominent but because they didn't find the need to have a Hwang, they were also the most loyal clan in the Mafia.

The boys looked at each other, "why do you want to join out Mafia? I'm sure there are plenty of Mafias out there who would be honored to have you" Jungkook said from his spot on Namjoon's desk, toying with one of the paper weights, "who wouldn't want to be in Bangtan, you guys are the biggest crime organization there is in Korea" she answered. Namjoon thought about it, he didn't want to give her a free way, she could still be dangerous. "Are you willing to go through the basic tests for joining?" He asked, leaning forward in his seat, his elbows resting on his knees, his chin in his hand.

"Sure...." she drawled, looking at the seven boys more closely, she was confident, being a Hwang meant that she was multi talented, a great assassin with a strong sense of loyalty, she knew she could win any test that she was faced with.

"Well then, who sent you?" Namjoon asked once they had decided on what Yn wanted in exchange, "they're a group called Metallica, they're in association with JYP; do you have something more alcoholic by the way, this is too soft for my taste" she said holding up the coke, "we'll give you alcohol once you're done answering us" Yoongi snigger, "fine then, get this done quick" She demanded and Namjoon almost kicked himself for nodding at the command.

"Why did they send you?" He questioned before calling Taehyung closer, "get a room prepared for Ms.Yn" he ordered making Tae turn around to leave the room going to get a room prepared.

"You're forgetting that you're the biggest gang there is Namjoon, they want you done and out of the game" she said, Namjoon swore he felt a shiver go up his spine at the way she said his name, "will they send someone else?" He asked as Tae came back into the room, "yes, not immediately but they will come back" she answered.

"Where can I find them, where is their base?" Namjoon asked, making her sign and press the bridge of her nose, "look here Namjoon, you will not go after them" she said, daring him to argue with her, "I will hunt them down myself, no one and I mean absolutely no one let's Hwang Yn go that easily" she finished, silencing any disagreement.

Namjoon was fine with that, they wouldn't have to bother if she was on it, she could hunt them down if that’s what she wanted so be it, as long as she didn’t turn on them they were good. “Okay then, I’ll leave that up to you, now, would you like some rest or food?” He asked, she was surprised with how easily they were ready to give her shelter, they seemed too nice to be a part of the mafia if you looked past the stabbing, drugs and gangs part, “You will be under house arrest for the next few days till you prove that you won’t be running away and after that you can take the test and prove your loyalty and then, you can be a part of the gang” Never mind, they weren’t that nice after all.

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A/n: I'll continue this some other day :D ~ 🦛

Someone asked to be added to the taglist for this fic but unfortunately there is no taglist since it was a spontaneous idea but the rest of the story will be posted under the hashtag #bulletproofco, you can keep checking that hashtag to see if I post :)

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