#hectorximelda

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Hector and Imelda - Coco

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Part 5 of my coco collection, gifts and fanmade items 🥰 😍

That Miguel lamp is just freaking precious 🥺🥺 the little imector wood figure is just so freaking cute and with the little charm 🥰

Wooden Dante and the coins is from our lovely bones who was so sweet of picking them up for me when she offered it at the time 😍😍 with that sweet drawing and note just makes it even more special and memorable ☺️

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Hector &Imelda when they were young :3

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This song ‘Cielo Rojo’ sounds EXACTLY like something that Hector would write for Imelda!

The whole song is about this man wanting forgiveness and love back from this a woman. But what really sold me over was these particular lines..

‘Sueño que vamos los dos muy juntos

A un cielo azul

Pero cuando despierto

El cielo es rojo, me faltas tú’

(Translated to English the lyrics are...)

‘I dream that we both go very close together

To a blue sky

But when I wake up

The sky is red, I miss you’

The sky is red, sound familiar?? :)

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Imelda lets her hair down.

This ship is all I need to survive.

Do not re-post, edit, trace, steal my art.

Bonus:

“WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR PRETTY RIBBON MI DIOSA!?”

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In the next years...

Hèctor: My great gReAT gRandChilDReN ImELDA *sobs*

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How to Heal A Broken Heart Chapter 8

Historia de Héctor: Malagueña Salerosa

Héctor loves Imelda. He also loves Ernesto. But loving them both together in San Menas is a little wearing, especially when trying to be músico while working with a guy like Ruiz. He'll manage, of course, but in a situation like this, something has got to give.

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Breaking Promises

Relationship: Héctor & Imelda Rivera + Miguel and his entire family

Characters: Héctor, Imelda Rivera, Miguel, Mamá Coco, Tíos Oscar & Felipe, Tía Victoria, Tía Rosita, Papá Julio, the living Rivera family

Words: 8619 (so far)

Summary: Imelda and Héctor give Miguel his blessing, except Imelda once again adds the condition to never forget how much his family loves him. Except... sometimes it’s hard to remember that. A story about love, family and friendship.

Link to AO3

One day, months after Miguel had returned from the land of the dead he lost all faith. For the past months, he had been trying to explain to his family what had happened the day he disappeared. He had been trying to make his mamá Coco remember as much as possible about her papá Héctor. He tried to get her to tell him stories about her papá. He knew that due to her dementia she was more likely to remember things from when she was very young and so he tried, in the kindest ways possible, to trigger those memories. 

He knew that staying in the land of the dead depends on whether or not people remember you through the stories your family tells about you. He knew that just like with Chicharrón the memories that he made with Héctor weren’t going to count. He knew that he had to know his mamá Coco’s memories and tell them to everyone else in order for it to count. He played Remember Me for her on several occasions. He asked things about the stories Héctor had told him about her, in the hopes that she would tell him a story in return. Some days he would walk around Santa Cecilia with his mamá Coco in her wheelchair.

He’d tell her about the things he did with her papá Héctor. The adventures they’d had together. He’d tell her how he was nice to him and cared about him even before they knew they were family.

He’d sit down with her at mariachi plaza and share the snacks and drinks he had brought with her. He also always brought sunscreen and sunglasses for her, because he knew her skin and eyes were sensitive. They’d sit there and listen to the music and he’d try to make sure she would eat and drink, and not just hold the things in her hands. It was hard sometimes, taking care of her, but Miguel did it with all the love and warmth he could give her. Sometimes, just because he could, he’d tell her how much he loves her. That would always lead him to telling her how much her papá loves her, and how he’s been trying to cross the bridge for years. He’d leave out the details of how many years and how young her papá was when he died, because he was scared of hurting his mamá Coco. Something else he continued to tell her was how much her papá misses her.. and how much he misses him.. Every now and then his stories worked, and made her tell him stories about her papá. Miguel would always shower her in kisses afterwards. Only after making sure no-one could see them of course. Miguel now knew 5 amazing stories about his papá Héctor that he continued to tell the others. Except the others were not that happy with it at all… The rest of his family kept trying to stop him from trying to get mamá Coco to tell him more about his great great grandpapá. And every time she did tell him something and he happily told the story to all his family members, they one by one continued to tell him that he had to stop. That he was going too far. That he had to get his head out of the clouds and get back to the read world. They didn’t believe him when he told them about everything that had happened to him in the land of the dead. They told him that he had great imagination but that he shouldn’t let that imagination get to him. They didn’t like him talking about his papá Héctor at all. His Abuelita still stopped him every single time he so much as started talking about him. In return he just kept trying extra hard, but his Abuelita would just get angry with him. Over time everyone was so done with all this ‘nonsense’ Miguel was doing that it only let to fighting. At first when the fighting started it only bothered Miguel at the time of the fight… but when the fighting became an every day thing… …he started to feel really bad. He started to turn away from his family and to hide up in his hideout on the roof way more. He started to come home really late after school, because he would go out into town immediately after school to spread the stories about Héctor and to find things that would proof his stories and would restore Héctor’s legacy. But this also led to more fighting with his family. He got grounded a lot, and they would fight more than once a day. Miguel felt truly horrible about it. On this day, months after all of this started, Miguel lost faith. He had just run away from fight number three of the day and he was sat upstairs in his, no longer secret, hideout, with his knees pulled up to his chest and his arms wrapped around those knees. He was crying violently. He was only trying to help, but everything he did, even though he did them out of love, never seemed to be good enough. Everything he did only seemed to make his family hate him… Everything he did only seemed to make his family not love him anymore… Imelda, Héctor and the rest of the Rivera family were sitting their ‘living’ room, chatting about a crazy costumer they had in the shop quite some years ago, when they were all still alive. It was a man who had been whining about how horrible his shoe was and how the colour didn’t go well with his jacket. They had told him that the shoe was exactly as he ordered it, and the man had told them that yes it was, but it didn’t match with his jacket so they had to change it. When they explained to him that he’d have to pay for a whole new pair of shoes the man had lost it. Oscar and Felipe had to escort the man out of the shop. They were all laughing loudly at the memory. Héctor was laughing too, but not as loudly as the others. He loved being included in these things, and he knew that a lot of the stories they told specifically for him, so he would have memories with them too. He felt very grateful for it. Suddenly they heard crying. Everyone’s laughter died down and the room was filed with confusion. Héctor was the first to recognise who it was. “Miguel?”

Please read the rest of this story on AO3 <3