#julico

[pencopanko]

A compilation of Mamá Coco & Papá Julio doodles from my days when I was super active in the Coco fandom

And yes, she's about to give Ernesto a bad time for killing her sweet papá thus preventing him from going home

[callonpeevesie]

Recs for Coco Fic Day

This is a super short list and I'm really sorry about that because there's so much great fanfiction in the fandom, but I didn't have time to remember and compile more. So here are just a few of my absolute favourite ones that I remembered off the top of my head, in no particular order.

Un Mundo Raro by @starberry-cupcake – an amazing post-movie fic on Héctor's reconciliation with Imelda and the rest of the family. The writing is beautiful, it's mature and deep and the characterization is absolutely on point. The complexities of the characters and relationships was wonderful to read. I seriously think about this all the time.

Neither Can You by @babycharmander – Ernesto's revenge on Héctor and the consequences, with perfect pacing, plot and character development. There's thrill and action but also so many feels, and Héctor and Imelda's reconciliation was wonderful.

Ernesto de la Cruz vs. The Court of Public Opinion by skater_of_the_surface – about how Miguel's claims that Ernesto was a fraud were actually investigated in the Land of the Living and how the living were convinced of the truth. The style is pretty unconventional, it's chaotic and hilarious but also answers all the questions and is thrilling too.

How a Husband Should Be by anonymous – ace!Héctor struggles with expectations and not knowing about asexuality because of his time, and Imelda is understanding. It was really validating and cathartic to read for me and it's a personal favourite.

Villain AU by @im-fairly-whitty and @slusheeduck – AU where Héctor is the villain. I linked the series instead of just the fic because the asks and other fics in the series are worth looking at, too. It's brilliant and really shook me how they believably established Héctor and Imelda as the villains while still keeping them in character. It was so thrilling I legit stayed up till 4am to finish it.

Elegy by @dogbearinggifts – AU where Imelda goes to the Land of the Dead instead of Miguel. Of course the concept is super intriguing and the author does it perfect justice. Imector reconciliations and them finding happiness are always lovely to read. It has just the right amounts of action and feels and the characterization is perfect.

Heaven and Earth by @pengychan – fic series set pre-movie exploring the relationship of Héctor, Ernesto and Imelda. I especially loved the characterization and backstories, and how they tie in with canon. I can't explain it but this has a Vibe that I loved.

Enrique's whole family has a MAJOR flaw by @greatmarta – super underrated fic that I really like. It goes into Luisa's feelings reaction to the music ban and Enrique's struggle telling her about it. Lovely insight on the perspective of Luisa as someone dating a Rivera, how the Riveras entirely avoid music in the first place and general Luisque cuteness.

This beautiful Julico fairytale AU by @heyheyitsjuju – sweet and wholesome and the fairytale works perfectly well. I love it simply because of the beautiful mental images and the softness that is Julico.

This fic by @im-fairly-whitty – what happened when Héctor met Imelda after she died. The writing is beautiful and angsty and so touching and the ending kills me ;-;

[jcspacey]

Coco Fandom Friendly Entry

Title: Reunion

Characters: Coco and Julio

205 minutes

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[rhodesk]

Today they danced the polca and the waltz, and they would have danced all day if Coco hadn’t spotted a flower cart passing by. “I have to get flowers for my mother,” she said. “She’s waiting.” Julio nodded, and they went to the cart. Mama Imelda hadn’t specified what kind of flowers she wanted, so Coco selected a bushel of daisies. Meanwhile, Julio bought her a red rose. “You deserve a flower,too,” he said, making her blush. Coco tucked it in her hair, relishing its perfume as she walked home. Coco: a story about music, shoes, and family. pg.53

Some people may ask; who are they? This is my interpretation of young Mama Coco and Papa Julio! -in one of the my favorite scene of the novelization. I remembered somewhere that Mama Coco resemble to Hector, so I draw her long face and prominent cheekbones. For Papa Julio, I just imagine him ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ , since we know nothing how he looking except his dark mustache. This ship is cute as heck! but it is so rare in this fandom lol. Papa Julio’s devotion to Mama Coco and her family is very touching. He’s willing to stop dancing so he can marry with Coco. He also accepted Mama Imelda’s condition that he became the shoemaker. Honorable mention to @pencokun for the settler of ship name ‘Julico’

[odd-cinderella]

Coco Headcanon™

I thought I should share one of mine...

ALL CANON SHIPS DESERVE LOVE AND RESPECT!

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk™

[imaredshirt]

Fictional Kiss Prompts 7 and 10 for Julio and Coco please

Fictional Kiss Prompts

7. routine kisses where the other person presents their cheek/forehead for the hello/goodbye kiss without even looking up from what they’re doing

10. staring at the other’s lips, trying not to kiss them, before giving in

Woo! First time I’ve written for Julio and Coco as a couple, you gave me a challenge here nonnie! =D Again the kiss doesn’t come in till near the end. I hope it turned out alright, sorry for the wait!

(This happens pre-movie, btw, and I kinda see Julio as someone who blushes very easily)

They rose before the sun that morning, Julio stretching and yawning as he tumbled out of bed, and Coco rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she began to straighten the sheets and pillows. The night before, they’d gone to sleep at the usual hour after supper with the family and then tucking little Elena into bed. But with the chores of the day ahead, it had been necessary to wake earlier than they usually did, and they both fought off the desire to stay curled up beneath the blankets until sunrise.

It was the second Thursday of the month, which meant Julio was going to make yet another trip with Felipe and Oscar to the market in the neighboring town for supplies. A shipment of leather would be waiting for them, nails and fresh blades needed to be bought, and Rosita had also requested a stack of red and orange fabric from a shop run by one of her many friends. Julio and the brothers would have to leave early to purchase all their materials if they were to return in time to help close up the shop.

As he pulled his clothes from the drawer and glanced at his hair in the mirror, Julio could smell the unmistakable scent of Rosita’s famous huevos rancheros drifting in from the nearby kitchen. Mamá Imelda was most likely already seated at the kitchen table, sipping hot coffee and going over the day’s orders, a plate of sliced fruit sitting nearby.

Coco, Julio knew, would be the next to enter the kitchen to help Rosita and make plates for Elena, her uncles, and Julio, all before the others ever walked in. And she wouldn’t enjoy her own breakfast until the men had left for their quick trip. After that, Julio wouldn’t see her until late at night.

With a frown, Julio buttoned the last button of his shirt and peeked at his wife. Coco was standing by the window, already dressed, looking out the open curtains as she braided her loose hair. Her fingers weaved her dark hair as easily as tying a knot, and as soon as she tied off one braid with an orange ribbon, she began on the second, still staring out the window.

Her gaze was soft, as if she were lost in some far memory, and as Julio sat to pull his boots on, he wondered if she would tell him her thoughts later that night when they were once again alone. Neither of them kept anything from each other, and Julio knew that his wife’s secrets–especially her deepest, most beloved secrets–were to always be closely guarded. There were things the family didn’t need to know, didn’t need to feel the pain and shock they would cause.

But Coco had trusted him with those secrets. Old memories, old desires, secret hopes. The dance she had shared with him that night in the plaza, the songs she asked him to hum to her when they were alone. The dancing shoes she kept wrapped in soft cloth, hidden in their drawers, nestled next to an old, worn journal that kept pictures and words that were dear to her heart.

Julio folded his sleeves up and again watched his wife’s face. By now the sun had begun to shine just above the swell of the far off hills, and light came in through the window. Coco was tightening the orange bow of the second braid, with sunlight on her hair and in her brown eyes and the curve of her sweet smile.

“It’s going to be quiet in the shop,” she said lightly as Julio walked up to her. “I’m going to miss my Tios’ jokes.”

Absently, she tilted her face for the usual morning kiss on the cheek before Julio headed out. Usually, Julio gave her the kiss without a second thought, but today his eyes were drawn to her lips.

“The days you are gone always seem longer,” she said, her eyes turning to him in a silent question.

Feeling helpless and unable to resist, Julio lifted one hand to brush her cheek and leaned in to kiss her lips, softly. A nervous jolt went through him–breaking routine wasn’t something he usually did. But rather than act in confusion, Coco rested her hands on his shoulders, leaning into the kiss, until they parted with mirroring smiles.

“I’ll make sure we hurry back,” he said, suddenly feeling clumsy with the radiance of his wife smiling cheerfully up at him.

With a chuckle, Coco cupped his cheek. “Make sure you do. Elena will not go to bed unless she knows her Papá has had his supper. You know she needs to see you eat. And I,” she added, lifting on her tiptoes for another, light kiss. “Will count the minutes until you return, mi amor.”

Julio had felt his blush rise the moment their lips touched, and now he was certain his face was as red as the little embroidered flowers on Coco’s blouse. He knew he was right when Coco laughed, patted his cheek, and wrapped her arms around him, warm as a ray of sunlight, and full of all the cheer that had drawn Julio to her all those years ago.

[chioccetta]

so @odd-cinderella suggested I do a Julico pic and I certainly tried, though this is the first somewhat rough sketch and I’m not entirely happy with it so not sure if I’ll finish it